Scarlett’s POV
I hear shuffling and objects being moved around, then the tap being used, who is up and why can’t they be quieter I mean seriously they literally scraped the chair across the ground before turning on the tv. Grumbling I grouchily roll out of bed and into the kitchen to see the culprit.
“What the fuck are you watching” I grouch out to Darius.
Looking at him then the tv but still don’t have a clue what’s on. Crawling on top of the kitchen counter I sit down leaning my head on my hands. I wait for him to explain himself to why he’s up and to see if what he’s watching is interesting.
“Couldn’t sleep, why are you up” I sigh and look straight at him because it’s not that hard to guess.
“You woke me up, your skills in stealth could be greatly improved upon” I say knowing he is a lost cause, he turned back to the tv still not answering my question. “You didn’t answer my question, what are you watching”.
“Whatever movie is on.” He says while tuned into the movie.
I stayed on the counter quietly watching the movie and thinking about the buildings around the hotel if I can jump from one to the other and so on. If I can map out the area, I could find an abandoned building or a secluded space that I can plan my attack on the targets.
The movie finishes quite boringly and taking me out of my planning flopping off of the counter I walk into my room closing the door. Jumping on my bed I land on my stomach and grab for my phone to find a map of the city I’m in. I get a good layout of where I think the vamps and witches may be. Hopefully, I should be able to gain their trust or someone else.
All I need to do is gain more knowledge about them and then I can find out their weaknesses as well as figure out why they are coming in contact with humans. Staying up night plotting what I could do and different tactics and things that could go wrong as well as small mapping out around buildings.
Shuffling out of the room I wonder into the living room where I see Mike and Darius are on different couches, a soft snicker escapes my mouth as I rip open the blinds letting light shine in the room. Mike jumps up from the sound and grumbles about the light and being woken up early.
“Why do you do this so early in the morning?” Smirking at him I stroll out of the room now happy that I least woke someone up and one of us is grouchy.
I notice Mike closing the curtains behind Darius to make sure he stays asleep. Probably so he isn’t a grump when he wakes up, maybe that would be better than him being his annoying self. I turn the kettle on and start to make coffee for myself, while waiting for the kettle I put a slice of bread in the toaster. I move to the table with coffee and toast in hand, moving the folders around showing different bits of information about the targets.
Mike walks over and looks over my shoulder at all the paper and moves some around and places a map in the middle of the table. The map has circles of where the four targets have been. He walks over to the tv and starts watching the news.
I put my plate in the sink and put the kettle on for when I need a refill and for when Mike wants a drink. I go back to the table trying to figure out why they are interacting with humans and trying to bring them into the supernatural world. Are they deliberately trying to start something.
Small thuds of footsteps sound from behind me, then Darius takes my coffee and drinks some of it and slightly burns his mouth.
“Do you mind, go and make your own” I quickly snatch my mug back and glare at him and put it back down on the table.
“No, I don’t think I will when there’s one right in front of me that I can have” He sits down next to me and steals my mug from me and keeps drinking it.
“You’re the worst” I grumble out at him as I keep looking over the information of the witch.
“Sorry, what was that didn’t quite catch that.” He heard what I said because his face gave it away as he held a gloating smirk on his smug face. I put my middle finger up in front of him.
Hours fly past with me jotting down bits of information and planning different situations that could possibly work on the map. Darius kept trying to bug me the whole time with whatever I was doing weather it was when I was taking a small break and wanted to eat. He was seriously getting on my nerves and I am considering punching him in the face to shut him up and so he will leave me alone even if for a few minutes.
Walking around the room I think about if I left this room and go somewhere else if they will find me. I just want to get away from his staring and all of a sudden change in mood to protect me from everything. He’s so frustrating.
Its like he finally realised that all the planning I’m doing is to kill my targets and he doesn’t want me to, and it’s annoying because he’s acting like a magically turned into something fragile. I mean come on I am more than capable of killing someone with a blindfold on and with my bare hands. I could break so many bones in his body and he is treating me like some who can’t be trusted in a room by themselves.
I have no clue why he suddenly changed its not like I’m in danger and even if I were, I would be fine, he should know that I’m capable of handling myself. He did watch me fight in a small arena and when I fought off his worriers to get away from him, which was nice because now I seem to be stuck with him somehow.
I flop down on the couch where Mike is and lay down with my head on his legs and feet hanging over the armrest. He looks down at me then around the room to make sure Darius is not and looks back at me.
“What are you doing” He looks concerned for himself and for me as the “big bad alpha” is also in the same building as us and I am resting my head on his lap. I give him a look that says, “I don’t care what happens.”
“What’s wrong now” he sighs out not really wanting to talk about him in case he gets into trouble. I do hand gestures trying to convey what’s wrong and why I am so annoyed. He looks at me quizzically not getting what I’m very clearly saying with wild hand motions.
“All I got from that is a whale trying to drive a chicken van and then something explodes” He looks beyond confused, I just stare up at him mouth slightly agape wondering how the hell he got whale and chicken out of “He is babying the hell out of me and its driving me nuts I think I might snap soon”.
“You either have a wild imagination or didn’t receive the picture that I might snap soon if he doesn’t stop treating me like a piece of glass” I swear males are thick headed or just don’t understand simple hand motions.
“Maybe he is just showing you that he cares about your wellbeing and to stretch that maybe even further he might actually like you and want you as his mate, I mean who knows he isn’t all that bad and he did come all this way to find you” He said it with scepticism that it seemed like he didn’t believe that either.
“Why would he start babying me up when he knows I have a job to do and a fight to win in the arena” I thought over what he’s been doing to me today and its starting to add up, “Unless he doesn’t want me to do both, that ignorant piece of crap,” I quickly sat up hand hoped of the side of the couch rushing to wherever he his and possibly punching his perfectly well-defined jaw.
Storming over to him ready to have an argument to get answers from him to why he suddenly changed into an over caring parent and doesn’t want me to fight, if he says it’s because it is too dangerous, I will shove a pole up so high that it will come out his mouth. If he says something ridicules like that then I might just walk out because who I’m I kidding I’ve done this most of my god damn life and it hasn’t killed me, yet it may very well have given me scares and to the brink of death multiple times, but it hasn’t killed me yet.
Walking in front of him I wait until he finishes his phone call, impatiently tapping my foot while he keeps talking and looking down at me questioning what I am doing or want. He shortly ends the call and crosses his arms waiting for an explanation.
“Why are you protecting me from everything”.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, I haven’t been protecting you” He scoffs, pretending to not know what I’m talking about, well news flash that’s a bad choice.
“Pfft sure that’s why you’ve tried doing everything for me so I don’t get “hurt”, yeah like I haven’t noticed I am not an idiot that you can charm and have a fun time with then boss around, its not going to work like that,” I growl out through bared teeth making sure he gets the point.
“You think I’m just going to use you then make you do as I say and then what not care about you anymore, your wrong maybe I don’t want you to get hurt, just maybe I don’t want you to go fight in the arena or chase down those people because you could get seriously hut or worse,” He growls back stepping closer, I close the gap and speak.
“Oh, or worse, I’ve had worse you have no idea what I needed to do to survive in this world, I killed to survive, do you know what its like to like without anyone” I yell and push him away from me and start to leave.
“I’m done” I walk out with a bag.
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