Stronger

Simon POV:

To say my mindset had shifted was the understatement of the year. Deacon was unlike Marcus in almost every way. Whereas Marcus was a shortsighted, quick–tempered, and emotional Deacon and was calm, unattached, and saw the long game.

He was a beast who would calculate in an instant how easy it would be to control Grayson through his wife. Annette was very much in mortal danger, and so was L. He would want me to do his bidding; he’d already sided out what little brains Marcus had. He knew I was the creator of the Silver tranquilizer. It wouldn’t take more than one conversation with me to figure out the only way to create something like that is to start out lethally and work your down.

He wanted Grayson incapacitated quickly my injection was the smartest route. He would try and hold my sister over me just as Marcus was doing. The difference is I knew Deacon would follow through.

Staying was no longer an option.

I couldn’t keep my work here not where it would be used by a psychopath that hated wolves and wanted to dominate the planet for monetary value.

I had to take my work and get out and I had to take Annette. I see now how horribly I’d seen things, meeting that man and seeing the darkness in his eyes scared me. It chilled my core and I couldn’t shake the feeling that he wouldn’t hesitate to kill any of us in a second. He had woken me up and I was on the wrong side.

“Good morning Simon,” Annette called to me from her cell.

She knew that I was ashamed of my behavior she saw my hesitation every time we had to interact and she wouldn’t let me look away. How her husband won any argument that I had I’ll have to ask him. Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

I couldn’t just leave overnight I had to plan so unfortunately Annette still had some time to suffer. I had to gather supplies and if Marcus or one of his beloved little grunts saw me stockpiling food they’d tell their master in an instant. The one thing Marcus did inspire was loyalty from the meat–headed roided out morons.

It was shocking to me he thought he could win over a woman this way. He could say all day long it was Annette’s beauty that captivated him but he was arrogant, he wanted the best, and in our world that was her.

I should have never created this substance but my curiosity and my yearning for new information clouded my judgment and I didn’t ever look into the consequences. I wouldn’t have known the word consequence when I was in the thick of experimenting.

I should be mortified by my hubris in my quest to discover. I was a cruel man and didn’t care about others when it came to knowledge.

Here I stood weapon in hand and a walking talking corpse to show me my wrongs. The worst of this whole situation was that I was hiding it from my sister someone I’d die for and I trusted her good heart enough to know that if she found out about what I’d done she’d be distrusted with me.

I had started taking seconds from the food hall and packing them up tightly. We didn’t have much here and everyone

was on top of each other but I had enough room at our house to save food.

I would have to find a way to get Annette out of her cell and to find the right potency of a small dose of the silver injection for a sleeper dart.

The guards would need to go to sleep quickly and without rousing the others. I’d need a way to sneak Annette out without suspicion but I had no clue how to do that.

I’d need a car to get us away perhaps I could ask for a taxi to meet somewhere using human transportation.

Annette wouldn’t be able to phase.

The biggest thing was I’d have to start weakening her dosage of the injections. That way her strength and her wolf would return to her and then in the case we were caught she’d be able to help.

I heard what she’d done to the two soldiers before Marcus drugged her. She’d cut them into ribbons with ease and precision. Her alpha blood would work.

If only I knew what to do from there somehow we’d have to find our way to her pack. Then I’d throw myself at the mercy of her husband and pray the goddess doesn’t take me the second he lays eyes on me.

I set my stuff down quickly but calmly. Calmly. Put my notebook in my bag. I only had one copy of notes and Marcus had never asked or cared where they were. I needed them out of site and put mine before Deacon realized who had the

magic potion.

She hadn’t been quite so punchy to everyone else they were glad she’d mellowed out but it was different in my eyes. I

was terrified she was up to something, with her father–in–law on the prowl I didn’t blame her for being on edge.

Marcus may have deceived everyone else into thinking Deacon wasn’t a threat to us but she and I knew better when we saw the gaze of the big dog. Eyeing up the little worms seeing who’s a threat and who could be used in his favor.

She knew more about him than we did and the look she gave him when he saw her the true terror that crossed her

face, she hadn’t shown fear this whole time but when he entered the picture she knew.

I should work as quickly as I could to try and move before she did anything before she was stupid and tried to save

herself. She should look at other people more, see that I was changed now too, or perhaps I just feel guilty as I should. I shouldn’t blame her if she makes an attempt and I should hope she escapes, I’ve been selfish.

Then there’s my sister I should still try and leave if Anna gets out perhaps I should still go to her at her pack and beg for mercy. That would probably be the safest choice, her husband didn’t seem to be as much of a beast as his reputation suggested. If his wife loved him so dearly I couldn’t see him being an evil man.

When this was done I’ll take Ashley to a new pack one where she would have a much more cheerful upbringing, where loyalty and respect were the currency. She could have good friends and not worry about the demons of our past and we

would leave all this behind.

That would be something if we could leave and move on and grow from this, not have an Alpha holding our lives in his ignorant hands. Trusting the people around us instead of fearing they’d have turn us in for the slightest crime.

If I had been wiser in the ways of people I wouldn’t have chosen the side I did I would have walked away a long time ago and who knows how much better this would all be.

This will end soon, I’ll right my wrongs. Annette just had to hold on a little longer and then we could go.

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