Chapter 70 Hunted By Own Crime
Chapter 70
Rosa's POV
Are you going to watch me standing there and not add any input?” Ryder asked,
My mind wasn't in the room. It was not in the present. It was with whoever that took that cloth, the missing paper bag.
‘Oh goddess… How stupid can I be? I should have kept this in a better place? Not an open place where an intruder would come in and just pick it up.’ Those thoughts slammed into me.
What if Ryder took and he is just acting dumb, just to watch me break?
Did you help me to…?”
The word almost tumbled out of my mouth.
I shut my mouth so fast my teeth clicked.
How do I even ask him, that he helped to see a paper bag, containing cloth stained blood which I had used to kill his pregnant mate.
That's foolishness.
Rosa…” Ryder's voice snapped me into reality again,” it seems my choice wasn't good right?”
What… Do you just say…” the word hung in my throat. All I was doing was to look for that tiny body language to know if he was the one that took the paper bag and was just acting along.
“I know you are angry with the choice I made since yesterday…
My eyes drifted severally to that corner where I kept it probably it disappeared and it had reappeared. Or my eye was just playing games with me.
Ryder moved closer to me, “…about the decision I have been making since… I know you would be angry and still questioning my competency over ruling stormfang…”
Ryder had moved closer, my eyes had bore into his… These eyes don't look like someone who had seen a paper bag containing a cloth stained with blood.
Who would have taken it… I heard the door into the room closed earlier, before Ryder signified his entrance into the room.
I don't think that could be him.
Ryder moved more closer, he suddenly pressed his lips into my neck and pinched my nipples.
Wait, Ryder!”
“Noo…” Ryder quickly whispered into my ears, “I won't wait”
Then his lips landed on my nipples, sucking it and biting it softly.
Then he pressed me closer to the wall, raising my two hands above my head , pinning it too against the wall.
“Ryder…I am not…”
Then he thrust his middle finger into my p…sy..
You are not wet yet, my special gift…” He muttered seductively, "I promise to make you wet now…”
Then he bent low, parted my legs and buried his face into my p…ssy and started to suck it.
He carefully carried me into the bed and started to suck me. One part of my body was with him while the other was far away, looking for where the paper bag was.
I can't allow too many mistakes to happen too quickly. Either way they would still find a way to show up and hunt me even in the nearest future.
Time is of the essence, is the least of it I have now because I had to leave this place immediately the daybreak.
The only she-wolf that knows my plot in this house is Freya, so she is the one that would have come into the room to take a paper bag?
Maybe she is doing it to sell me to a higher bidder.
Afterall I paid her and I paid in full but what effrontery does she have to want to stab me back?
Ryder who had consistently pounded for close to an hour fell like a pack of cards and slept off.
I looked to see if I would see anything to threaten that foolish Freya.
I promise that her death would be worse than Astra.
I searched around the room, wardrobe and Ryder's safe. Luckily, I saw two short pistols, one loaded the other wasn't. I picked the loaded one.
I would go into that bastard room to kill her, implicate her, by telling alpha Ryder that she is working with alpha Jax. She had been on a payroll of alpha Jax to monitor you.
I just had to come up with lies even if it is not that solid. Ryder hates anything that would act as a stumbling block not to get to the throne; he hardly acts with his senses.
I tiptoed out of the door, walked straight to their quarters . With anger, I was ready to even eliminate any one of her colleagues who would hinder me from doing my job.
I checked her room but she wasn't there. Freya had shown me her room earlier before I embarked on Astra's mission. Everything was laid perfectly including her bed and pillow.
I prayed to the goddess that she had not escaped out of the house.
I knew she would be in the kitchen to start early morning cooking and cleaning.
So quickly I walked back into the kitchen. I stepped into the kitchen slowly, my gun buried under my cloth, my hand wrapped around it, I wanted to point the gun and shoot her immediately.
She bent low to the floor trying t
o clean the kitchen cabinet.
Freya noticed footsteps into the room. She raised her head and turned.