Chapter 59
Sofia
Sofia felt ridiculous. She was sitting in the passenger side seat of her own car, wearing a balaclava that was messing up her hair, and listening to the steady clack clack of Dana’s nails on her steering wheel. She thought she was going to go insane.
They were sitting in the alley, waiting for Almara and Arthur to appear. It had taken three days for Arthur to find her. Apparently he had camped outside of where she was, shirking off his duties as alpha. It had been enough for Sofia to question if what they were doing was the right thing.
Dana checked her phone for the hundredth time. She’d been doing that ever since Arthur had sent her a quick text to let her know that he had gotten Almara and was taking her to the restaurant that Dana had recommended. It shouldn’t be too much longer before they would be here.
“Sofia, I must ask you once again to reconsider. You don’t need to do this,” Sofia’s manager said from the backseat. Sofia rolled her eyes. She had told him to stay home, but he wouldn’t listen. He had insisted on coming on this ‘suicide mission’ as he had called it.
“Just drop it, already. I’m doing this. It’s the only way that I can get Arthur back and take my rightful place as his luna. I’ve told you this a thousand times,” Sofia argued, but there wasn’t any real vehemence in her voice. The more she thought about it, the more insane this idea was sounding.
There were so many things that could go wrong. What if they hit Arthur instead? What if Almara didn’t die like she was supposed to? What if they were caught? Sofia did not want to be sentenced to death. She didn’t want Arthur that much.
“This isn’t you, Sofia. You’re not a murderer,” her manager tried again and Sofia pressed her lips together. She knew he was right. Sofia was a great many things, but murderer was not one of them.
“Perhaps we should rethink this,” Sofia said and earned a glare from Dana. The hair on the back of her neck bristled. Sofia may have miscalculated how determined Dana was to get rid of Almara.
“If you want to get out of the car, be my guest. But that bitch is dying today,” Dana growled, venom dripping from every word.
Sofia frowned. She should have never let Dana have the driver’s seat. She wondered if she’d be able to overpower her. She might have been a beta, but Sofia was royalty by blood. She had taken every sort of martial arts training that one could think of. She might be able to win in a fight.
But it was too late. At that moment, Arthur’s call had pulled in and Arthur and Almara were already getting out. The look on Arthur’s face as he gazed at Almara broke Sofia’s heart. He was desperately in love with her. She could see that from all the way over there.
When Arthur’s car vanished, Dana put the car into drive and punched the accelerator. Sofia’s car shot forward and she dug her fingers into the seat, a scream tearing from her lips. Dana, however, was laughing maniacally.
Arthur noticed the car first, his eyes set with grim determination. He roughly pushed Almara out of the way and then the car hit him head on. His body bounced hard on the windshield, cracking it. Sofia heard him roll over the roof and then nothing.
Dana kept driving. Sofia tried to turn around to look to see what had happened to Arthur, but they were already pulling out of the alley. She couldn’t see anything other than her manager sobbing in the back seat.
She turned back around, her eyes focusing on the huge Arthur sized crack in her windshield. She could see specks of red all over it. There was no way that Arthur could survive that, even as an alpha.
What had they done?
Dana
Shit, shit, shit. Nothing had gone according to plan. That bitch and her bastard child were supposed to be the target, not Arthur. But no, the alpha had to play the hero. Dana didn’t understand why he would risk his life for a woman he had barely known for half a year. Sure Almara was carrying his child, but he could always make more. Preferably with her.
Dana kept driving, not slowing down until they were far enough away from that alley. She ripped the balaclava off of her head, ignoring the useless manager in the back and Sofia screaming next to her.
She parked the car on a side road, letting the adrenaline wash over and out of her. She needed to think, but she couldn’t do that when the two idiots that were with her wouldn’t shut up.
When she was steady enough, she got out of the car and went to the trunk, taking out the real license plates. She set to work on putting them back where they belonged. When she was finished, she wrenched open Sofia’s door and dragged her out of the car.
She slapped Sofia across the face and the bitch finally stopped screaming. She held a hand to her injured cheek, glaring at Dana through the balaclava that she hadn’t taken off yet.
“Take your car and go. Tell whoever you take it to that you hit a deer and the windshield needs to be replaced. Do you understand?” Dana snapped, arm raised in case she needed to slap Sofia again.
Sofia nodded and did as she was told. Dana watched them go. She jumped when her phone buzzed in her pocket.
She didn’t recognize the number.
“Hello?” she said a bit harshly. She cleared her throat, trying to reel in her emotions.
“Hello? Is this Beta Dana?” a female voice asked on the other end. She could hear sirens in the background. Almara must have called for an ambulance.
“Yes, this is she. Who is this?”
“Hi. My name is Amanda. I’m a paramedic. Your alpha has just been involved in a hit and run. His fiance is with him. I thought you would want to know. We’re heading to the hospital now.”
Dana gritted her teeth. “How is he?”
There was silence on the other end. Dana’s heart started beating fast in her chest. It must have been really bad.
“It’s too hard for me to tell at the moment. We’ll know more once the doctors at the hospital are able to get a good look at him,” Amanda responded, but her voice sounded grim.
“Thank you for letting me know. I’ll take care of everything,” Dana said and hung up without another word.
Shit. Shit. Shit. If Arthur died because of her, she wouldn’t be able to live with herself. She felt like she needed to do something, but she had no idea what. Other than to make sure that nobody knew of her involvement in his accident.
She looked up and down the street. She hadn’t parked in a more populated area. She doubted that she could find any public transportation here. Dana called her personal driver. She had given him the day off, but it looked like his vacation was over now.
