The Magic of Hecate novel Chapter 22

Fourteen hours later,

When the plane landed I got through customs pretty quickly. I hoped to see my cousin waiting, by some miracle, for me. 

Hint: he wasn't.

I sighed and regretted my entire life.

He's stitched me up or maybe I've stitched myself up. I should have got Max's number of Miles but everything happened a little too quickly to think about things like that.

I began to walk with just my single rucksack and mobile phone to the exit doors. I passed all the taxi drivers waiting with their named boards not even bothering to scan for my name. How was he meant to know that I was here? 

I looked up at the signs that were, unfortunately but not surprisingly, all written in Russian. Judging by the symbols also on the signs, I found my way to the toilet. 

Yeah, I'm in a foreign country all alone and no place to go but a woman still gotta go.

As I was leaving the restroom, I felt a large body hit me at high impact. Casual.

"Jesus Christ," I cursed as I stumbled back into the wall.

"You fucking wish. It's Max a.k.a your favourite cousin in the whole wide world," he said roughly ruffling my hair. 

"I'm not a fucking dog," I said shoving his hand off my head. "And why do you have to be so rough? I just got off a 14-hour flight."

"Miles gave you my letter I presume?"

"He did and I came straight away."

"And the Alpha?" Max asked. "I expected him to be keeping tighter reigns on you."

"He went out and left me with Luci-fucking-ano. Who sexually abused me before finally leaving me alone and giving me the opportunity to climb out the window."

"Hold on. Luciano, your cousin, sexually abused you?"

"Yeah, it was super gross. You don't want the details," I said. "So where is the amulet and how long is this going to take? I need to get back before Leo hunts us down and painfully murders us both."