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Stronger

Chapter 112

Annette POV

With the weeks I’d been here they seem to have relaxed and loosened tongues. They weren’t on any pack lands but at a retreat of some sort. I think someone’s vacation home. They must be loaning it off of a richer pack.

It wasn’t Deacon that I could tell I thought I heard Marcus say to Deacon that it wasn’t his and to leave. Those two seemed to be in a long power struggle but I knew who would win. I had to get out of here before that happened. He wouldn’t hesitate to kill me if it weakened my husband and I wouldn’t let that happen.

From what I could tell from my small window there was a cliff behind my cell. I had to gain my strength and wait for

an opportunity but if I escaped my cell I could get out of here at night.

My strength had slowly been returning to me not enough to be much in a fight but unfortunately for them, I saw

where the tranquilizer was kept. Next time they’ll know to not keep it so close to me.

There were smaller men guarding me on Thursday nights and instead of Marcus watching me Simon was in charge and I had a feeling he didn’t have the stomach to attack me. I was shocked he had the stomach to hold me against my will

at all.

Simon didn’t seem cruel or deranged enough to be alright with this and the green hue that painted his face when he had to drug me didn’t tell me he was comfortable with this situation.

I tried to poke at him but he never faltered it made me wonder what Marcus had on him to get him to do all of this. It was obviously Simon behind the injections that kept my wolf and me apart. There was no way Marcus had developed.

them.

That man was stupid enough to include Deacon in this not having enough foresight to see the scales tipping entirely out his favor. He wouldn’t have any control much longer in fact I could see Deacon killing him. Only an idiot invites a bigger monster to a fight and doesn’t expect to fall prey to it.

I sat back in my cell and waited for the door to the room to open. The new guards came in and I looked at the door and the frame, 3 inches of steel, was definitely bulletproof.

No worries I had lost enough weight to get out the small window in the cell but it was probably, if they had any sense. of security, a straight drop into the ocean. It wasn’t in the main house for sure, in fact, I think it was connected by a tunnel and I was underground.

I was weak but I felt my strength returning bit by bit. I had a bit of suspicion I was becoming immune to the silver. I don’t believe Simon had time to test its effects long–term.

He was an anal personality he liked to be thorough, not because he wanted to be safe, but because it had to be perfect. That might be my resentment towards him talking instead of actual evidence.

The variable in my escape plan was Deacon he would show up unannounced and he wouldn’t say anything just come down the stairs and peer at me through the glass I’m sure to check I was still there. He knew he had his son’s weakness in a silver cage he wouldn’t let me go.

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I already noticed a new set of guards here and there larger and much more stern, I did not doubt that their pockets were newly lined and their loyalties changed. He was a smart man he knew the ice was thin for Marcus with his pack, so many had been massacred in the war. They didn’t trust his judgment and couldn’t see a beneficial enough payout.

If I waited until nightfall I could take out the camera, and snap a wire off I was weak but I can still do that. If I did that I could sneak some silver injections off the guards- one of Deacon’s suggestions, instead of only Simon having access they now all carried them to put me down in seconds if need be- and inject one. He’ll just look as if he dosed off, and then I’ll get his buddy.

It wasn’t uncommon for the nightshift guards to fall asleep and the men in the monitor room won’t want to wake the technician so they’d wait on the camera until morning. From there I’d have to pop the window open. Another challenge but one I could manage I had to get a large piece of sharp metal. My bedframe could do well enough but I couldn’t break it apart without them knowing right away.

1 growled realizing my plan was indeed going to take time, I didn’t want to be here any longer than necessary, and I didn’t trust Deacon to not kill me to break my husband and force a surrender. My life now swayed in the blowing wind of Deacon’s unfeeling mind.

I was not about to be a piece of plan against my family. The time for waiting was over I now had to move quickly.

I couldn’t use the cliche of ripping up my sheets to repel down to the water I had to jump and that was where the biggest risk lied. If I hit and it was too shallow I’d die if I looked down and there were rocks I’d have to climb back in. It was the leap of faith in my master escape plan.

If I could do this on a night when Deacon wasn’t there and there was a steep cliff with a deep ocean underneath me I

had a chance.

There was a lot of ifs in that statement but I had to believe in it. I had to have faith blind faith that this would work. Otherwise I was good as dead, Deacon would kill me coming back.

I sat back on my bed looking out at the guards heads. Simon poked his head around the corner.

“Don’t look too happy or he might believe his evil plan is starting to work,” he squinted at me.

Simon looked over the cage quickly he knew what I was referring to instantly. He was very quick and I knew that.

“Don’t be stupid Annette,” he looked at me pleadingly.

“I won’t be,”

“What’s going on?” Marcus entered the room and I sat back further against the wall glaring at him as he drowned about how I will soon fall in love with him and how inevitable it was.

I pictured my home as he spoke, imagining coming through the door and into my husband’s arms. It would happen soon enough. Soon enough I’d see my….

“I’ll be home soon darling.

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After a while I’m sure Seraphine would return to me and I’ll get stronger. I’ll stop at Nothing training and honing my body and I’ll tell them everything I know and I’ll come back here Grayson next to me and I’ll crack that bastard’s head open like an egg.