Chapter 11 : An Alpha's Marks

~VANNIE~

That window was her best chance of escape now. After a mental preparation, she decided to just go for it and risk the consequences.

So she waited for Maeve, her current babysitter, to lose guard for a split second, then she made her move. Eyeing the windows cautiously, she heard the power surge in the magick spell that protected it from intruders. Only the King could disable this hex, and he wasn't around. Good.

She jumped for the window, just as she saw Maeve's eyes and mouth fall open in horror. But even the Beth's Lycae speed wouldn't be able to catch up with her in this instant, and for a minute, Vannie felt mildly triumphant.

But instead of getting flayed and flambeed within an inch of her life, she was popped back to her original position, inches away from the bed. And she knew… she knew. She wouldn't be able to influence her own death. If she still had suicide in mind, Sinclair had just made it impossible.