Don't Tell A Soul

Ran Off In The Night Part 2.

I sat at the table remembering when I bought this house in what I was thinking I was going to turn it into. Originally it was supposed to be a back up house just in case something happened to my uncles house and we had to get rid of everything. But in the four years that I've worked on this house and gotten it to my standards the idea of letting my father my uncle know that it was here wasn't something I was planning on doing anytime soon. I remember when I bought it,I just come off of a job,and this case in particular was harder than the last because it was as if my conscious had caught up to me and in this line of work your conscious gets you killed. I've done some things I'm not really proud and back then coping with what I was doing as a job wasn't easy on a 15 year old girl.

I was home alone and Austin was out with some girl he had been seeing and my dad was on a job and it felt like I was on trial only the jury was in my mind and the verdict would be at the mercy of my own hands. So I got in my car and drove and I remember turning down the road thinking it was just another back road in this town and ended up at this has that sat in the middle of no where. It looked abandoned and somewhat dead. It had a foreclosed sign in the middle of the yard and a pad lock on the front door. To say I was drawn to this house was an understatement. I had never had a house to grow up in and Austins cottage was far from a house,so maybe that's why I walked around until I found an open door leading into the basement.

It was a bit drafty but big never the less and I liked it. The rest of the house was the same it needed a lot of work and it needed very badly to be modernized and at first I was hesitant about taking on a project like this but with my feelings creeping there way back into my mind I thought why the hell not I'm always up for a distraction. So over the last couple of years i renovated and distracted myself every chance I got. I love this place but I can't spend a lot of time here because this is normal and that's both something someone with my track list doesn't deserve.

But here I am again looking for a distraction. Plunging in to the guns I had siting out on the table I started to think over a few things in my head.

One. I had no idea what I was doing anymore,like at all and it was the most infuriating this ever. If I had a job I had a purpose. I had a schedule.I didn't have to work on my social skills and actually being a human being. It was all instinct this shit....wasn't.

Two. Why the fuck was Soto's son after me and what the hell did he want. Honestly at this point I couldn't even remember anything from that job and that alone pissed me off. It was my job to remember and know EVERYTHING. How do I grow from that if I don't remember it.

Three. What am I gonna do with Clayton. I could keep running from him trying to put him off of me but he already seems to determined to make this whole mate thing happen and it's not that I don't want or need one its that I shouldn't have one.
There should be some unspoken law about stripping a wolf of their mate if they have taken someone's mate from them hell if they kill the entire family they should be stripped of everything including their mate. There are a lot of things I have been given that I don't deserve like my life for instance. Yes I have an actual figure of people I have killed.....people not wolves. Because there are too many too count. Because I have done some pretty crazy shit for the sake of balance. And it's a constant struggle of being proud and being ashamed of what I've done.
If I was being completely honest I'm a hot ass mess. I never regret the life my dad and Austin chose for me because it has kept me alive but what did they think would happen when they said enough is enough?
"Ugh!" I sighed dropping the gun I was working on. This is why I work through my birthday at 18 I'm having a midlife crisis trying to figure who the hell I was.

This was stupid.

For Christ sakes I'm a fucking Hunter!

I got up and ran up the stairs and into the OPS room.
I quickly clicked the computers to life and pulled up everything on the Soto family and then I hacked into my uncles system and pulled up the security footage he had. Maybe I missed something when the rogues attacked maybe there was something i missed in the whole file. Maybe I missed a whole damn file. I just needed something to help me sort out this shit just something to clarify everything. Then I found it.