Viviana's Reasons

VIVIANA

The drive from the precinct after getting my luggage to the Samara Plateau was indeed a long one. A tiring one. And I was drained. My muscles were sore and my neck hurt like hell. The field today was a bit over the board.

The cat and mouse chase with that asshole of a kidnapper finally ended when I nabbed him. That bastard took out his knife to slice my vitals. Thanks to my wolf side. Miracle was over-cautious. I saved my ass and put him behind the bars.

The fatty kept yelling that he would teach me a lesson. I rewarded him with middle fingers. ‘Try me, fatty,’ were the words I mouthed at him. Emma would have laughed out loud in that situation. The fatty turned pale in anger. Stupid!

Now, I wanted to rest, lay down, and sleep. But I had to reach Alaric. He must have been waiting for me. The phone was long dead. I didn’t get the time to charge it. Alaric must have tried calling me. I was relieved when the cab mister offered me a c