Chasing Melody {Book 2}✔

9

~Chase's POV~

Alpha Hunter wants to know if her daughter encountered rogues in our small outing. She did but that wasn't my fault. She went to them willingly. I lied to my alpha and said it was only I that saw them and their scent must have rubbed off on Melody. I swear this girl is going kill me or be the reason why I get killed.

The vibration in my pocket brings me out of my thoughts and I answer without even glancing at the caller ID. "What?"

Chase?

Her voice stops me in my tracks as I was heading to my motorcycle.

"Melody," my voice is laced with worry but I quickly clear my throat.

Can I talk to you in person?

What does she want to talk about?

"I can talk to you tomorrow in the morning," she sighs into the receiver.

No, can I talk to you tonight.

"It's late your parents are not going to let you out," I explain.

I wasn't planning on going out.

Then how the-"you're crazy Melody I'm not going to sneak into your room," I snap at my phone.

Come on what if someone tried coming after me in my room you wouldn't -

"That's different you needed me I would be there."

I need you now. I have to talk to you I'll leave my window open for you.

She hangs up and I turn to face her house. Her bedroom is on the other side of the house.

Do I go? Do I leave her waiting? My heart races at the thought of the adrenaline that will cause when I am in her room.

You know you want to see what she wants. My wolf is awakens from his slumber. He wants some action since there appears to be none in a while.

You want action where were you when Mack was around?

Mack wasn't going to do anything and even if he tried you can take him on your own.

You think so too.

Don't get cocky now. You can easily beat him when you're not distracted.

Shut up! I shoot my wolf down and contemplate if this is a good idea.

"Oh why not," I walk around the house and notice that the living room light is still on. Rushing to the other side of the house I see that Melody did leave her window open and there is a flickering light in her room so I know she's awake.

There is no tree close by, no ladder, but there is the vines that cling to the side of the house like moss to a tree. Grabbing a handful I pull it as hard as I can it is sturdy but can it hold my weight?

We're about to find out! My hands grip the vines and I jump up as my feet press against the wall. With every push up I am expecting to hear a snapping noise or at the very least someone yelling at me asking me what I am doing. Melody's window is a bit off to the left the vines do not connect with it. Swinging my body side to side I thank god for my wolf instincts. When I give myself one last hard swing my feet push against the wall and I fling my body towards the window sill where my hands cling on to the edge with all my strength. I lift myself up with ease and peer into Melody's room she is lost in her own world. Her laptop rests on her bed as she sits crossed legged on her bed eyes look upon the ceiling as if lost in thought.

I watch as her swallows down as if swallowing down a lump in her throat, her lips move but no noise comes out of her lips, and she takes in a shaky breath. Lifting my legs I ease my way into her bedroom I notice the thin white wires hanging from her ears and I realize that she is listening to music.