Chapter 23

I chastise myself, blaming the lack of sleep for my dumbing down lately, as I slide through the kitchen unseen and get to the back porch door in record time. Getting used to my new speed and zipping around when you don’t want to be seen is the perfect practice. I’ve stopped bumping into things and tripping over my own feet in hyper-speed mode, but I haven’t yet mastered how not to get breathless. It takes it out of me after a short sprint. The garden is empty, but most of the classrooms look into the courtyard, so I make sure I stay in the shadows against the wall and slide along to the concealed part of the garden behind the outhouses. Up and over the eight-foot brick wall with an easy leap, I’m free to run for the woods with no one seeing my escape. It’s easier than I thought. Then again, no one expects me to defy rules and go chasing after Colton Santo. I was never this girl before him, and yet now, he has to say the word, and I go ... blindly following my Alpha; another annoying tr