Do you know me?

NALEDI’S POV

I dressed in an all-black assemble, ready to sneak out of my own pack.

It felt refreshing to finally address this pack as mine, and although I was not fully performing my duties as a part of the pack, considering I was working with the enemy. But that was ending today.

I leapt out of my window after locking my doors, hoping anyone who came around would grab the memo and think I was sick with the flu, or just being a spoiled brat.

Anything at this point would work beautifully as long as it meant I didn’t get to be disturbed. As I sneaked out of the pack, I hoped and prayed that I’d return in one piece without anyone noticing my absence.

I gave myself three hours max to finish my mission and return to the Cosa Nostra. And hoped I was able to pull it off. Which highly depended on how willing Nicolai would be to accept my resignation from his ‘Bring-Caellum-to-his-knees’ team.