for sure, but he didn’t look like the blood hungry savage he was supposed to be. I knew that was probably all part of the game.
“The word is we’re moving them in the morning. You need to go home, pack enough for a week and get back here in time to help with the transfer,” Malcom explained between checking his watch and looking at something on his phone.
“My job description doesn’t involve field trips.” I was stalling. Why would we be moving them? Was there more going on than I thought?
“This isn’t a field trip.” Malcom wiped sweat off his forehead. He usually sweat a lot, but not that much.
“Why are we moving them?” The reason had to be important. Every decision The Society made was important, especially when the king was calling the shots, which he clearly was right now.
“Does the reason matter?”
“Yes. If we’re moving them I need to know why.” I straightened my shoulders. At 5’8” I wasn’t short, but I was still much shorter than most Pteron guys.
“All you need to know is the girl is your responsibility. Levi doesn’t want anyone else near her. You got that?”
“In other words, I’m getting no time off.” I wanted him to think I wasn’t invested. I was positive Joseph was going to spin some story to give Malcom about my personal interest or something.
“Think of it as a chance to prove yourself.”
I shouldn’t have needed to prove myself. My family should have been enough, but if that’s the game they all wanted to play, I’d do it. At least for now. “I can pack later.”
“The girl is in for the night. This is the time to go.”
“What if she needs something while I’m gone?”
“She’s a prisoner. Female or not. She can wait an hour for you to come back.” He looked at his watch.
“I’ll be back in twenty.” There came a time in every argument with Malcom when it was worth cutting my losses.
“I thought you’d come around.”
“I don’t have a choice.”
“Of course you do. You can quit.”
“Then who will watch the girl?” That was the one angle I had, and I wasn’t going to lose it.
“You can quit afterward.”
A slow smile spread across my lips. I’d won this time. “Exactly. Be nice to me.”
“There are others. Maybe Hailey.”
“Hailey?” I put a hand on my hip. “She’s the queen’s advisor. She’s not doing prison guard duty.” The thought of the red head working in something as lowly as the prison made me want to laugh. Her family held no weight in The Society, but her brother got her close to the queen, and they became besties for life.
“She’ll do what she has to for The Society.”
“As compared to me?” I was tired of everyone obsessing over Hailey. She was friends with the queen, and that was all she had to offer.
“We both know your interests come before those of The Society. There’s no reason to hide it.”
“If that’s the truth, then why did you hire me?” Maybe the match wasn’t over. “If I’m not dedicated enough, then why even bother?”
“It wasn’t my choice.” He looked away, but I caught a strange expression on his face before he did.
“Whose was it?” I knew it couldn’t be my parents, but who else would have cared whether I was hired?
“Not telling you that right now.”
I groaned. “Whatever. I’m going to pack.” I turned and stormed out of the prison. I hurried down the tunnels I knew by heart, eager to get above ground. Pterons didn’t belong in dark closed places, yet that’s where we had our top-security prison. No one would ever look for it there.
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I pocketed my phone and slung my bag onto my back as I took one last look around my apartment. It was dark, so I didn’t hesitate to fly this time. If I had to deal with all the negatives of being a Pteron, I might as well get to enjoy the benefits.
The flight went entirely too fast, but I savored the fleeting moments of being in the sky. I never felt as free or alive than when I was