Mark
Malcolm is truly testing my patience, his watchful eyes constantly lingering on me. He has this irritating belief that I'm a screw-up, but little does he know that he'll never uncover where Mika is hidden. Being stuck on the road with him drives me up the wall; the incessant chatter and his overbearing presence are more than I can bear.
I can’t fathom why our mother thought it was a good idea for me to accompany him on this journey—it wastes my valuable time. Each moment spent with him feels like a drag; I’d much rather be piecing things together alone, away from his judgmental gaze.
I felt relief wash over me when we finally departed from the Silver Moon Pack. The tension had been thick, especially with the close call regarding Alexa's identity being discovered. It was a weight o
