Page 2 of Alpha Ruined

Her fake answer is more appealing than the truth, and no one pushes her about it.

“Well, I have another question for you,” Dorothy says, a gleam in her eyes. “And it has nothing to do with the article, or your sweaters.”

Bree grows wary but doesn’t let it show on her face. “Sure. Ask away.”

“My son would love you. He would justloveyou, I’m sure of it. You don’t happen to be single, do you?”

“No, I’m not,” Bree says sweetly.

Another lie.

“Ah. You can’t fault a mother for trying,” Dorothy sighs. “You would like him, though. He’s one of the good ones.”

“I’m sure he is,” she agrees.

All the more reason why it’s a good thing she lied.

Dorothy agreesto be interviewed and doesn’t mention her son or Bree’s sleeves again.

At her laptop, Bree gets lost in the story and weaves a tale of friendship and comradery impressive enough for Carl to reply to her email with afuck yeah, good shit.

It’s her boss’ way of telling her she did a good job, and Bree appreciates it.

She loves being a journalist. Telling other people’s storiesbrings her a sense of peace she hasn’t been able to find in anything else.

Getting lost in another person’s life, not her own, keeps her sane.

Which is why a certain headline can’t get out of her head. She’s kept the tab open on her phone for days, unable to stop herself from rereading the article.

Social Worker and Prisoner Missing After Inmate Escapes.

It’s been three weeks since an Alpha escaped a prison in the town of Green Woods, and the social worker Omega assigned to him is missing, as well.

Erik Hart is considered armed and dangerous, and Ellie Winters is believed to be his hostage.

She can’t explain it, but the story calls to her.

A manhunt is underway, and the last lead was in Mexico, with a supposed sighting of the two.

But the frustrating part is every article says almost the exact same thing.

The doctor that worked at the prison has declined to give a statement, and the residents claim to have seen nothing the day Erik Hart broke out.

One security guard died in the process.

That’s it.

There’s a story that’s yet to be uncovered, and to Bree, it feels as if the reporters aren’t even trying.

But who is she to judge?

Does she really think she could do a better job than the journalists that report for national news outlets?

Or is she just bored writing about flowers?

She’s about to close her laptop when an idea hits her.

It’s a shot in the dark, but if she doesn’t take it, she’ll regret it.

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