The Alpha's a b***h, Book Two, Chapter 3
BACK IN THE PRESENT, and certainly not in a dream...
Once he woke back up, Marco rushed from the rundown house and looked frantically for Frost. “Damn it, where'd he go?” Marco asked no one in particular before he spotted Frost crawling under an old wooden bridge just before another group of gang member’s saw him. Marco watched as the tank top wearing gang members walked right over the old wooden bridge, completely unaware that Frost was hiding beneath it. Rubbing the back of his head, Marco saw Frost scramble out from under the bridge a few minutes later and run off with an aggravated look on his face.
Feeling he had scared Frost more than the other gang members that had almost spotted him, Marco hurried over to the old wooden bridge and jumped
