Wolf Endangered (Willow's Forbidden Pack #2) - Avery Song Page 0,17

taunting eyes staring at me with amusement before he'd get back to work on the list of duties at his desk.

It was amazing how one individual could be damn right charming as a male and dead fucking gorgeous as a woman. No matter the gender, the effect on my heart was still the same.

Ba-dump. Ba-dump. Ba-dump.

I worked on burying the remaining memories faster, and by the time I reached the ground floor, the deed was done. Everything was locked, protected, shielded from this depressive world of darkness, and wouldn't be opened until this mission was done.

My heart calmed just as the doors opened and my face was expressionless as I got into work mode and headed straight for the rotating doors. There was no need for me to go through the back or any other entrance.

We were still in a controlled space that benefited us, but we wouldn't be for long.

The black Cadillac Escalade was already waiting for me. One of the suited men reached out to open the door for my entrance. I moved in a fluid motion and was situated in my seat as the door closed.

No words were spoken, but my eyes already darted to confirm who was in the vehicle.

Dimitris was in the passenger seat, his eyes glued to his phone while his fingers darted rapidly across the screen keyboard. I was sure he was finalizing our plans and making sure backup was in place.

Next up in the two middles seats were Jayce and Saint. The two were focused. Jayce's fingers flew across the mini laptop in his lap that continued to display multiple pop-up windows with various codes while Saint looked to be browsing various articles.

Even at my distance, I could see the large headlines in thick capital letters.

WILLIAM DE LUCA, DEAD AT 25.

I had no emotional response to the headline, but I was sure if I wasn't in assassin mode, I'd be furious. From Saint's rigid posture, he wasn't pleased by the quick execution of the enemy's plan.

Neo was dead on with his assumption, and the thought made me side glance to the left to acknowledge the man in question. His eyes were closed, and I wondered if he was actually napping.

From the chaotic force of authoritative dominance he displayed earlier, I was sure he needed a power nap. The display of his switch was something I hadn't seen since the days of fighting and endless loss of innocence in the realms of war.

We referred to it as "Sin Switching," a disorder created to protect the mind after an intensely traumatic event or series of torturous events that left permanent damage to the brain. “Sin” because the action done to the victim was unholy. The person was pushed past their mental capacity, triggering an entity of themselves that 'protected' the individual from the catastrophic occurrence.

It was a condition with no cure and almost all individuals with this disorder died from losing their sanity and killing themselves. The few that did survive were powerful and were Alphas that used their trauma to further empower them.

Neo had to be in his mid-twenties, which left the curious mind to wonder what fucked-up shit he’d endured to create a being like Nico.

Or maybe Neo was the switch personality created to protect Nico.

Regardless, he'd be ready for whatever was approaching.

No words were spoken until we were approaching Wall Street.

"Everything is set," Dimitris declared. "Viktor, need a summary of the plan?"

"Nope," I coldly replied. "You need me to call Roberto to trigger the spies that tapped his line. Everything will go to hell when we arrive, correct?"

"Essentially," Dimitris replied. "Only the building is completely secure, and any explosives were already removed."

They're smart.

"Firestarters in the stairwell?" I tossed out.

"Removed and stairwells are secured," Saint casually answered.

"Electrocuting disks on the elevators? Cameras hacked, and tracking explosives in the trunks of parked cars in the basement?"

"Assessed, removed, and cameras are already in our favor. All two-hundred and eighty-four of them, with an additional five set up in Roberto's office," Jayce announced. "Did all that shit after the chandelier incident, but already had the basement and offices scouted out and secured."

"Destroying the top floor then," I concluded.

"Already set up cleaners, painters, and contractors that can get the place back to its luxurious architectural status by the morning," Dimitris declared.

"What are we going to do once Roberto is secure?" I had to ask because I needed to know what my role was once I got him to the safe house nearby. Once Roberto was there,