The Pack Rebel

24. Stalked

Miranda's P.O.V.

Pacing back and forth, on top of the cliff that over looks the manor, I watch them. I watch them from up here, while the others are on the ground. This is where I've been since Deckie escaped.

"Seriously, you couldn't overdose her and that wretched little shit with a syringe full of potassium?" I scold as the young nurse who tended to that bitch Cleo, comes trotting up next to me.

"I couldn't really do that in the operating room, or her own room either. Too many watching eyes. Besides Dr. Spaulding took care of the would be child. Once the child died, he gave her labor inducing pills, and he watched her take them. She's no longer pregnant." I bare my teeth and growl as I hear this, the young nurse backs up ever so slightly, and I whip around to stare her down.

"This isn't about her being or not being pregnant! This is an act of revenge, revenge on her for taking everything away from me. Deckie was mine, and he was always supposed to be mine! Now, I'm stuck with that bitches half witted brother as my mate." The nurse tries to size me up, but I lunge at her and take her down.

"You really are crazy. Maybe that's why Silas was killed, to get your head in this. Because with him around, planting all those seeds of self doubt into your head, you couldn't think for yourself." I bare my teeth and am about to go for this know it alls throat, when Zane comes rushing toward us.

"We're all needed back at the cabin." I move off the young one, and begin to walk away. I hear as she gets up, then watch as she walks in front of me. My blood boils through my veins, and I charge at her, and knock her into a tree.

"Miranda, stop!" Zane jumps in between myself and the girl. I look at him and shake my head.

"Your fight isn't with her. Remember the plan, once we get what is needed, then we'll have control over that pathetic pack." I shoot my eyes over to him, then growl at him.

"How is that even a way to control the pack? Does our so called Alpha even know what he is doing? I refuse to bow to someone else's rules." I storm off, and dart in the opposite direction, away from the cabin.

Cleo's P.O.V.

A few days have passed since we were ushered back to the manor. As Declan and I lay curled up in silence, an eerie feeling of being watched comes over me. I look around the room, then feel Declan lightly rub my shoulder.

"What's wrong?" The worry clear in Declan's voice. I look down at the pillow, then look back up at him.

"Something feels off. Almost as though someone is watching us." Tightening his arm around me, Declan pulls me close, then pecks my forehead.

"It's probably just your nerves, with how we've had to tighten security around here, it's going to seem like that for a while." Declan says, I keep quiet, as I try to put my focus back on the TV.

Suddenly, Declan shoots up from where he's laying. He looks at me, then gets off the bed.

"Deck, what is it?" The urgency clear in my voice. Declan's eyes go wide, and he starts to rush to the door. I grab his arm and pull him back to me.

"The perimeter line caught one of the rogues." My eyes go wide, while keeping hold of Declan's arm, I get off the bed.

"You're not leaving me, you promised." I tighten my grip around Declan's arm, he comes back to me and hugs me.

"The rest of the guard is expecting me to question the rogue that's been caught." I nod against Declan's chest, he strokes the back of my head. I stretch up onto my toes, then kiss his neck.