I nodded at him as he spoke, he was right but looking at his shirt, I didn't know what to do. If I had just listened the first time and entered the car, maybe all these wouldn't have happened. And to think that that bullet was coming for me. Lance saved me again. I am tired of counting. I burst into tears,“I'm sorry, I'm so sorry,” I tried to reach for his shirt and try to do something even though deep down I knew there was nothing I could do, “I should have listened to you and just entered the car when you asked me to. I didn't know it was serious. I didn't know he had a gun with him.” “Shush, shush, Hey hey” he held my hands, stopping me from touching the spot where he was shot. He dropped my hands down and reached for my cheek then he held it gently, “You are my priority, I must protect you. If I don't, then I've failed. I am relieved knowing that I was the one hit and not you. I don't know what I would have done” This only caused me to cry some more, why would he protect me?
Lance's POV “Arghhhh!” I roared so loudly as I inserted my claws into my already closed skin to tear it back open again. Because I had spent too much time, the bullet wound had closed up leaving me with a fresh smooth skin, only I know would cause complications if I don't take the bullet out. I didn't have to drive a long distance before I parked the car to get the bullet out yet the wound was already closed up. “Arghhhh!” I groaned as I searched for the bullet inside my shoulder with my left fingers. I felt the small mental and finally pulled it out, causing a gush of blood to follow. A sigh escaped my lips before throwing the bullet out of the window. It's a good thing it wasn't a bullet with wolfsbane, it would have spread greatly by now. Reversing the car, I drove back to her house to check up on her. My mate was fond of causing trouble. There is absolutely a day filled with peace when it comes to her. It was trouble from home to work at the restaurant and then to the club.
“What? What do you mean by that?!” I heard Melissa yelling at someone on the phone. Not paying too much attention, I picked up one of the boxes and began to dish the food I was going to take to work. After dishing my food, I was on my way out when Melissa stopped me, “Maria J!” “Huh?” I turned to her Her jaws clenched, her eyes shooting daggers at me like she was going to strangle me to death any second but what did I do? “Have… Did you…?” Everyone in the living room looked at her in confusion while I stared at her like a fool. I was still awake when she came in last night and as Lance had predicted she had come to check if I was sleeping on my bed. I wonder what she was thinking right now. “What's wrong, Melissa?” I asked, tilting my head to the side. She gnashed her teeth, trying so hard to spit out the words but nothing was coming out. “Melissa?” Aunty Claire called and she hissed and then yelled, “Her friend!” She pointed her index finger at me. “Her friend!” I raised m
I got to work and immediately pulled out my phone to call Lance. I can't believe he did that to an old man. That man was harmless, he even had a heart attack and was in the hospital. What was the need to kill the man? “My Love” I clenched my jaw at his words, he was fond of doing this when we were on call. “I can see that you are completely fine now” I replied, rolling my eyes. “How did you know? I am absolutely fine” he answered and I nodded even though he was not there with me. Trying to calm myself down so I don't yell, I inhaled and exhaled severally before asking,“What did you do to the old man?” “I killed him” he answered in a nonchalant manner, making me frown. Wasn't he concerned? Doesn't he have a conscience? “Lance, you cannot just go about killing pe—”“I told you, I don't spare people like him. Death was a way of escape, dear. It could be worse” What could be worse than death? Although I didn't ask that, I didn't bother to. I just wanted to know if he was remorsefu
“I'll see you all tomorrow,” I exclaimed, making my way out of the restaurant. “Maria J!” It was from the Boss's office, pretending not to hear my name, so I rushed out of the restaurant. There was supposed to be a meeting but I was exhausted and didn't have the time for that. While everyone had their days on and off, I sighed to be at work every day of the week except Sundays. Anna has asked me to also take Saturday off but that is one of the most busy days of the week. As I advanced towards the bus stop, a car came to a halt in front of me at full speed. I jumped backward in shock only for the window to wind down to see that it was one of the Beckers. It wasn't written on their forehead that he was one but I don't know… I could just sense it.“Hello ma'am, Boss wants you to come with me” “You mean, your boss is the murderer?” I inquired. The man shut his mouth without saying a single word. I let out a snort,“Tell your boss that I don't move around with people who kill without m
“Give it two more minutes,” the lady styling my hair said to me. I was seated on a comfortable chair as I waited for two more minutes before I could check out my new hairdo. Lance had ordered the Becker to take me to a salon where I was to style my hair. Although I was seated like a calm person, I was going insane thinking of what would happen to Catherine. Lance didn't even give me the time to explain things to him, I hope he doesn't kill her. I want to believe that he won't but deep down, I know she was already dead. One reminder not to tell him anything about what happened between Melissa and me this morning. He would kill her. My phone jolted me out of my world of thoughts. I fetched my phone from my bag to see Boss Austin calling, “Red,” “Boss, good evening,” “Red, do not come to the club today. There is an investigation going on around concerning the shooting of yesterday so the club is shut down till they get to the bottom of what happened” Get to the bottom of it? They
“I have a younger sister,” “That's a lie” I narrowed my eyes at Lance. What? How's that even possible? I can't imagine him having anyone he cares for. This is someone who kills without a cause. “Why would I lie about her?” He asked as he searched himself and brought out his phone. He gave it to me and my eyes met the most gorgeous girl with beautiful blue eyes just like Lance's. The resemblance was so much that I didn't need further assurance to know that they were siblings. She was the replica of Lance in lady form. “She is around the same age as Anna” I murmured as I caressed his screen. “That's right,” he said with a smile. A smile I couldn't understand. He was supposed to be smiling happily but somehow he was sad. “She doesn't have a voice,” “What?” I asked with a deep frown. What does he mean by that? “She's mute,” he explained and my eyes widened. There was silence in the room as I wondered how someone so beautiful could not be able to speak. It must really be hard on he
Lance's POV “Boss, the man once lived here in Pennsylvania but six years ago he left for France and came back three weeks ago. His name is Dean August and he is an ex convict” “Hm,” I nodded my head as one of the Beckers continued to fill me in with information about the waiter that caused J’s mood to turn sour. “He happened to have been in a relationship with the Luna some years back before he was arrested for assault.” “Assault?” I spat as I stood up slowly. That bastard assaulted my—“Yes sir, assault. He was said to have assaulted a lady and the lady arrested him.”“What lady?” I asked what was more important right now than the information he was spitting out. “Her name is Vanessa. She is the daughter of a senator, one senator—”“I don't care who the senator or his daughter is. Go on with the information,” I requested. “The Luna stood by him only for her to find out finally that it was true and he would spend some years in jail. But he escaped jail after some months” “Okay…