‘No. Let’s meet somewhere more public,’ I reply. I am not going to risk this pup’s life.
‘Scared?’ I frown, about to text when another message comes. ‘We meet where I say, my pet.’
I am not his fucking pet.
‘Fine.’
I grit my teeth, feeling so damn pissed.
I toss my phone down and stand up. Going to my wardrobe, I take a small suitcase out from the top shelf and begin filling it with clothes. I need to leave, at least until I have had this baby. I am not going to stick around, nor am I going to risk its life. I am getting out of here.
Not the Plan
Azura
“Aholiday?” Dad asks, concerned.
It is the following day, and we are over at Liam’s. Katara is playing on the floor, her blonde hair pulled into two pigtails whilst her cerulean blue eyes watch me curiously. She may be seven, but she is quite small for her age. Despite her strength and determination, she is a minuscule-sized princess.
“I don’t think you should be going alone,” Jayce adds. I frown, planting my hands on my hips.
“Says who?” I ask.
“Says logic and the situation,” he shoots back.
Moody little git. I wonder what he’d say if he knew I’m pregnant, but I am not going to listen to a thirteen-year-old, who is meant to be my subordinate, telling me what I should and shouldn’t be doing.
“He ain’t wrong,” Theo adds with a cocky grin. “Besides, you just get in trouble every damn time.”
“Boys, go outside. Now,” Raven orders, frowning at her sons.
“We are only saying it because we care for her,” Carter adds, making me sigh.
“I am going somewhere so I can just have a break from everything… I need this,” I persist, looking at Mama and Dad.
“She’s right,” Mama replies to my relief. “But I’m not sure I want you going alone. Maybe Dante could – “”I am not taking Dante. I don’t need my nephew babysitting me,” I reply, rather offended. That pup is a day younger than me!
“He’s stronger than you,” Theo adds, oh so very helpfully.
“Oi! I helped change your diapers, show some respect!” I growl, grabbing a cushion and hitting him over the head with it. He just catches it, smirking as Ares shakes his head, and Liam sighs, running a hand down his face.
“Be careful, Theo!” Raven warns. I know she’s worried for my baby. My baby… it still feels weird to say that… Leo’s baby…
It hadn’t really hit what this would mean… my dreams… my plans…
Well, they were all kind of gone the moment Judah fucked me over anyway.
“I just need a break, just a few months to be alone and away from everything,” I promise, dropping onto the sofa next to Theo.
My family knows I had a boyfriend back when I was at the academy… but they don’t know much about Judah, and I really don’t want them to find out either.
“Where will you go?” Dad asks.
Somewhere beautiful and peaceful.
“Sweden.”
Night has fallen, and I have packed. Dad wanted to book my ticket, but I told him I already had. I had booked two to make sure that they think I’m on the first flight, but I intend to get on the second. Liam wants to drop me at the airport, but I tell them I’m meeting up with some friends first, and I’ll let them know when I’m on the flight.
The flight I plan to take is tomorrow morning, which is fine. It will give me enough time to meet him and get this crap over with. It takes me over an hour to reach the location he picked, a place not too far from Midnight Academy, one of the four Academies for supernatural species.
I get out of the car I have rented for the drive, making sure that the weapon I have brought is tucked into my jacket pocket. I am wearing an oversized jumper with jeans and a knee-length puffer jacket on top. I have several weapons on me, just in case. I don’t trust Judah at all.
I walk through the woods to the cavern where we often met, stopping several feet away from it.
“I’m here,” I call, the smell of cocaine reaching my nose. I clench my jaw. There was a time he wore the perfect mask. Sure, he was a bad boy… but his twisted dark side had only become clear once I was far too deep into it all.
“Ah, my little pet…” His voice, which I now hate, comes, and he steps out of the cavern, smoking a joint. His gaze travels over me, making my skin crawl. Funny how that works; someone whose touch you once desired now makes you sick.
“What do you want, Judah?” I ask icily.
The urge to rip him apart is pretty strong, but killing without reason would mean we’d be trialled at the supernatural court of Selene, a court which would bring everything to light, including everything he has on me. Maybe I have reason to pull the trigger or rip his heart out, but I don’t want to kill anyone else…
“You. You promised to be mine, but you let another mark you. How about I carve that thing out of your neck?” His voice holds barely controlled rage as he steps closer.
“Stay back. We are through. It’s been a year, Judah, and what you did, I won’t ever forgive. You’re a sick bastard, and I don’t want you in my life.” I don’t bother hiding the resentment in my tone.
“The thing is, Babe, you don’t get to decide.”
I shake my head as I laugh, “You’re fucking stupid if you think I’m going to actually bend or fear a bastard like you. You may have forgotten who I am, but allow me to remind you. Piss me off, and not only will I rip your dick off, soak it in vinegar and spice, and then force-feed it to you, but I won’t hesitate to go to the King himself. I’m sure he won’t mind dealing with you.” He comes closer, and I am ready to reach for my gun if I need to.
“No, I haven’t forgotten. I have forgotten nothing. If you go to him, yeah, he will manage to kill me. Of course. But will he be able to stop me from spreading the images I have of you and your precious little friends? Ah, shit, the twins, they’re his girls, right? Damn, imagine nude images of his precious little princesses plastered all over the net? And the blonde, damn, she has curves to fucking die for.”
Anger flares through me. I lunge at him, punching him across the face. The joint he is smoking falls to the floor, and the smell of blood tells me I had hit him hard. Good.
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