“True.” Thinking of my daughter, I calmed down somewhat. “You’re right. I still have Elena.”
Elena was my Light in dark times, my Little angel.
Not wanting to be separated from my daughter, I seldom left the Xeric Pack in over the past five years. But I always did my best to do whatever Gale asked me to do. After all, she was the reason why Elena and I were able to climb out of poverty. And this time was no exception.
The following day, I packed up my things and was about to leave, but Elena seemed to still be angry that she didn’t see me off. It made me very sad, as if my heart was pricked by a sharp needle.
Paula patted my shoulder and comforted me. “Don’t worry, babe. I’LL take good care of Elena.”
“Okay, thanks, Paula.” I said goodbye to Paula dejectedly, and then got in the car, ready to assume the fake identity I had been given to sneak into Roz Town.
I kept glancing at the rearview mirror as I drew farther and farther away from the Xeric Pack. The more distance I put between me and the pack, the sadder I felt.
After all, I had lived there for years and had come to regard this place as my home with Elena.
A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y
I was hoping that as soon as my mission was accomplished, I’d return to the Xeric Pack and never leave again. Together, Elena and I would live a peaceful and quiet life.
I had been driving for so long that I started to lose track of the time. Just as I was nearing my destination, I suddenly realized that a car had been following me, honking from time to time.
Unsure if the person in that car was friend or foe, I decided to try to get rid of it.
But the driver behind seemed to see through my intention. He overtook me and skidded his car to a stop in the middle of the road, blocking my way completely.
Slamming my foot on the brakes, I couldn’t help but curse under my breath.
What the hell was this guy thinking? Only a Lunatic would do such a crazy thing!
A werewolf wearing dark sunglasses got out of the car in front of mine. He trotted to me, but I still didn’t know what he wanted.
On high alert, I immediately locked the doors.
The werewolf walked over calmly and knocked on my window. “Miss, I think there’s something in your trunk.” Strangely enough, he was smiling.
Huh? What was going on? How could there be something in my trunk?
I was stunned, That was the last thing I expected him to say.
Was this some sort of new fraud?
Biting my lip, I hesitated, not knowing whether I should get out or not. But the road was still blocked, and I could tell that this guy wasn’t going anywhere if I stayed in the car. Every minute wasted here meant a delay in my mission.
I signed in exasperation and grabbed the pepper spray from my glove compartment. Looking at the man carefully, I opened the door and got out.
