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It's been two days of Nik and Elijah whispering behind closed doors and to be honest it's driving me nuts. I'm not a fan of being kept in the dark.

I'm sitting out on the balcony when Nik walks in, no knocking just appears as always.

"I don't like being kept in the dark Nik." I say
"We're moving to New Orleans." He says unconcerned

I stand up and turn to face him.

"What? I can't just move to Louisiana Nik!"

"Why not?"

I glare at him.

"Did you even think of asking me before deciding to move us multiple states away?"

He stares at me unfazed.

"You and I had a deal love."
"Yeah I get that but-"

He takes a step closer to me, closing off the distance between us.

"Are you backing out?"
"No." I answer through gritted teeth
"Great. Now start packing."

He walks away cutting the conversation to an end and shuts the door behind him.

Why the hell would we move to Louisiana? Did something happen? Am I in danger?

I grab my duffel bag and start shoving clothes in.

Nik had taken me to get some new clothes since I couldn't go back and get mine. He refused to let me go on my own since the Tray pack might be looking to finish me off. Hector hadn't condemned me to death but that doesn't mean others would follow suit.

My thoughts continue to race and I keep getting angrier as the minutes tic by.

I stop packing, open the door and head down the stairs to find Nik.

He's on the phone with someone who's voice I don't recognize.

He turns and when he sees me storming he holds up a finger signaling me to wait.

Hell no.

I continue marching towards him and I open my mouth to speak when he puts a hand over my mouth while simultaneously pinning me to the wall. I try to dig my nails in to get him to let go of me but he just continues with his phone call, oblivious.

"I need a sedan." He says to the other person on the line

I listen in but it's just a car rental guy talking. I get bored and tune it out within minutes.

Nik thanks him and hangs up but he waits a moment before releasing me.

Once he finally lets me go, it takes me a moment to find the words.

"What. The. Hell?" I demand
"You really need to work on your manners love." He says
"Why are we moving in the first place?" I demand
"It doesn't concern you."
"Bullshit."
"Lorelei if you continue to pester me-" He begins
"Nik whatever the hell this is, it affects me too."
I interrupt and receive nothing but a glare in response.

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