Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Seven


    It had been so long since I spoke with my mother the distance between the two of us-I noticed-would forever be present, and maybe apart of me was afraid.


    It felt like every time I went to her, she always had a secret to reveal, but some secrets are meant to be kept hidden. I had forgiven her after the promise she made to me, yet I still felt the need to keep my distance.


    Things were different now than they had been in the past. I hid a lot of things from her as she did from me too. With so many secrets between the two of us, our rtionship could never be the same, but at least I was making an effort; I was going to visit her. My thoughts were cut off; was that a knock on the door? I listened in but heard nothing- maybe it was all in my head.


    Tap, tap, tap.


    Okay, maybe not my head; that came from the window.


    1 walked to the window. It felt strange that someone would be out here. I pulled open the window, doubtful. I looked down, but just as I thought, there was nothing out here. I was about to close the window when I felt hands gripping my hair. I was caught unaware, and attacker had managed to pull my upper body outside the window.


    my


    I wed at anything I could get in contact with and somehow, miraculously, I pulled myself back in. Two figures slipped through from the window; there was something very disturbing about them, and for some reasons, I was reminded of the squad Beatrix had sent to months


    ago.


    The door to my room was locked from the inside; if I could actually outrun them, reopening the lock would slow me down, but there was another option. On the drawery the gun Thane had given me earlier.


    I would never make it to the door and outside in time, so I headed for the drawer, which was only a few steps away, and I picked up the gun.


    A third figure joined them and then a fourth.


    I pointed the gun at them.


    "Don''t you dare take another step closer," I snarled the words at them.


    One of them chuckled, like what I had said was funny in any way.


    "Get her; she won''t shoot," the one in the middle who seemed to be the leader said, and just then one of the four moved towards me. They didn''t think I would shoot the gun, and maybe they were right; Riley the Omega would never shoot anyone, but Riley the werewolf queen would.


    I shot.


    There wasplete silence after that shut; I couldn''t see their faces, but I could read the shock off them as they watched the man slump to his death. I couldn''t believe I had gotten him in the heart. They came all at once next, so I shot wildly; the first shot hit one of them on the arm, the other on the chest-not quite the heart considering he didn''t die; the next two shots missed; before I could shoot again, they had covered the distance.


    One of them held my hand, twisting till the gun fell off and the other bowed to pick it. I kicked at his face, right in his nose, satisfied by the crack. I kicked the gun away, far from their reach. I was mmed to the wall, my breath knocked out of me. The pain was intense considering my back still ached from thest incident; there was no time for weakness, but before I could act, I felt a punch to my gut, and I doubled over.


    The room was soundproof, but the window was open; the gunshot might have been heard from those close by; all I needed to do was to stall untill someone came in. I mmed my head into my opponent''s nose, and just like the other, there was a ''crack'' sound. The man groaned in pain. I took the ss vase, mming it on his head. He fell to the ground, and I climbed over his body. I dug my fingers into the bullet wound I had inflicted on his chest, and he groaned in pain. Just then I felt an arm wrap around my throat, cutting off my air intake. I struggled, crying out when I felt the sudden pressure on my ankle and then a snap.