102 No way out

Dahlia’s POV

“Where are you heading to, miss?”

I maintain my smile and clear my throat, stalling because I didn’t come up with a good excuse.

Aiden managed to put together a plan at the last minute. Well, sort of. He found out where the prison van for Damon was parked, AND he took on the job to distract the guards. All I needed to do was to make it to the elevator to parking lot G and see Damon.

Who would know they’d put a guard in front of the elevator door on each floor?!

“I--uhhh, my Alpha told me to go meet him in the parking lot,” I open my mouth, only to realize Damon’s case definitely made the “news” here. Revealing my identity might not be the wisest move.

“Which section of the parking lot, ma’am?” The guard asks with extreme patience, sympathy even. I would have taken him as caring if I was the old me. But recently I have realized that the colorful fog around people that I can see, is not something that everyone can.

I can’t quite explain it, but I can more or less tell the p