Cranston High

Diesel • 38

"Stop worrying about me. I will be absolutely fine. The only thing that you should be worried about right now is keeping your head in the game and coming back to me. I am a big girl guys. I can take care of myself." She says more determinedly.

I don't know about the other guys but I think Haze is spewing out nothing but a load of fucking nonsense.

They all may be easily swayed by her sweet words and determination but I sure as the hell am not.

There has to be some damn body that can help us protect her while we are away from her? It's not that I don't trust her or her abilities to safeguard herself but I would feel much better if I knew that someone we all trusted would be here with her.

With her mother away and Valen strictly out of the picture that doesn't leave us with too many opportunities to decide from unfortunately.

I slight fleeting thought did cross my mind for a second of who we could ally ourselves with to help us with this particular cause but I let that thought slip straight out of mind. I can't believe for a second that I actually thought of my visceral father.

To me, having my ruthless father anywhere around her while we are all off at war is something that I can't see ever happening. Not in this fucking lifetime anyway.

He may have changed thanks to Hazes spiritual influence but I still don't trust his ass to be anywhere around my mate. Not until he is able to make up for all of his past indiscretions, that is, and even then I don't think I could actually trust him with something as detrimental as this.

I can't seem to comprehend that we can't even think of one single person that could help us out in our time of need.

I actually thought about her old friend Kimber for a mere second but then that wouldn't work out either seeing as how we erased all of her damn memories of Haze from her mind. Kimber would probably think that we were all fucking mental for even attempting to ask her.

As I try my hardest to think of someone, of anyone, that might be able to come to our rescue, my damn brain feels as if it just might explode at any damn second from all of the pressure I'm placing on it.

But no matter what I will not and can not leave her alone by herself, not as long there are so many people just itching for a chance to get their damn hands on her.

My weary eyes land on Haze across the room while my mind steadily holds her in its graces as she holds down a steady conversation with Ark and Bran disconcertingly.

Torq and the others along with me are in a huddle to ourselves as we all try to wrack our brains to come up someone.

Then the idea hits me out of the blue like a damn flash in the pan.

"What about Troy? I'm sure he wouldn't mind watching over Haze until we are able to return back here to her." I pop off excitedly to them.

With Troy just mopping around my fathers castle after his mates death, I honestly don't think he would mind getting away from my tyrannical father for a while. I know that I wouldn't mind getting away from my fathers cruel ass, I'm sure Troy would just love the chance to be away from him for awhile. I bet he would practically jump at the opportunity once we present it to him.