Page 100 of Breaking Sanity
“I’m pretty sure hers offed itself after two hours of trying to watch over her,” He chuckles.
“You are probably right.” I smile.
“We good,” he asks, pushing back his dark blonde hair.
“Yeah, we are good,” I answer, holding out my fist. We do our secret handshake that he created when we were kids.
Removing his phone from his pocket, he starts to scroll then hands it to me. It’s a text thread between him and Wolf.
Wolf: We are close to getting both of you out.
Shadow: How close?
Wolf: Soon.
Shadow: We need to pull Alley out.
Wolf: We can’t do that.
Shadow: And why the fuck not?
Wolf: You knew going into this that wasn’t an option. Contracts are to be respected
Shadow: Give me a fucking break. If that was true, then why the fuck are we here? Why did you take Micah?
Wolf: Don’t start, Shadow. I have kicked your ass before and I am more than willing to do it again.
Shadow: It won’t be just me that you will have to fight, fucker.
Wolf: You and Eagle say goodbye to Alessandra while you can.
I hand the phone back to him fuming. I get that Micah plays a big role in this organization and war going on, but this is ridiculous. Wolf is focused on her because he has been in love with her since they were fucking teens and that is one of the reasons we are fucking here.
She was contracted to be Baron’s wife, yet he stole her right before Baron graduated high school. Wolf was never supposed to interfere, but he got distracted and fucked the whole system. Putting her life in more danger than it would’ve been if she just stayed with Baron. Yet, the fuckhead lectures us about not letting our feelings for Alley get in the way. The man is a robotic fucking hypocrite at times. If contracts are to be respected, then Micah should be married to Baron right now. Not in this fucked up love triangle with him and Killer while hiding from the world just so she isn’t slaughtered on sight by her father’s organization.
“He’s fucking joking right,” I exclaim.
“Who’s joking,” Alley asks, popping her head out of the now open bathroom door.
“Shit,” Shadow mutters, immediately turning and putting his mask back on.
“It’s nothing to worry about, Baby Girl.”
“Sure,” she snorts, rolling her eyes. She moves to the small plastic dresser with her clothes. “Do you mind turning around?”
We both do as she asks, giving her a semblance of privacy. After everything that has happened, privacy has truly been stripped away from her. Not only with us constantly being here, but also with Baron and Gunner. If they aren’t in the room with her, Nik comes in to gawk at her as well. Mostly while she is sleeping, but that is only when she is in Baron’s room. They are fucking creeps if you ask me. Yes, I realize the irony considering when we were on the outside we did the same. As much as I would love to claim that’s different, it’s not.
“Can I ask you a question, Eagle,” she inquires over the shifting of clothes.
“Always,” I answer, feeling Shadow’s eyes boring a hole into my face.
“What’s your real name?”
“He’s not answering that,” Shadow snaps, turning back around. “We’ve been over this.”
“No, you told meyouwon’t tell me your name. Eagle has not said anything about not telling me. You can’t force your need for anonymity on him, jackass.” I try so hard not to laugh at the amount of attitude in her voice, or the fact that she is right.
“It’s Leonardo, Baby Girl, but call me Leo,” I answer, turning around to see her in a baggy shirt and booty shorts.
