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                              Chapter 54- The Captive
                              
"Kat, Layla! Mind putting the dishes in the machine please?!" I shout from my room, downstairs where the girls are in the kitchen.
                              "Do we have to?" Layla shouts back.
                              "YES!"
                              I've been typing away on my computer all morning researching about schools near by, and if they're still accepting applications.
                              I have already emailed a bunch of schools either asking them if I can still apply to their schools, or thanking them for the acceptance letters and telling them that I will not be attending to their school.
                              The only packet I dare not touch is the PAS packet.
                              I can't bring myself to do it.
                              "BROOKE YOUR BAGEL IS READY!" Kat shouts for me.
                              I jog down the steps where Kat is trying to turn on the dish washer, and Layla is putting cream cheese on my bagel.
                              "You girls really have nothign better to do then hang around in my house?" I ask them as I sit myself on top of the island in the middle of my kitchen.
                              "Well I have already told Parsons yes and that I am going to attend their school." Layla answers for herself sliding my bagel over to me.
                              "I'm just waiting to graduate." Kat tells me.
                              My face lights up when she says the word graduate, and I smile.
                              "We're graduating!!"
                              **BLAINE**
                              "Your graduating tomorrow son, its time to begin acting like an Alpha of our pack." My father tells me as I am seated in front of him in his office.
                              "Father, have I not been doing that recently?" I ask.
                              "You are right you have, but you purely selfish reasons you do what you do."
                              "I beg your pardon. Security of pack is selfish?"
                              "Not the security itself, but who you are securing."
                              I take in what he just said to me. 
                              He thinks that I created the patrol for the protection of Brooke. Which is completely blasphemous because I do this for everyone in my pack.
                              "You are insinuating that I do this for Brooke?"
                              I do wish to protect her but this was not just for her.
                              "Purely stating the facts son."
                              "The pack is who my concern is directed to."
                              "I'm sure it is, but you need to take the pack more seriously. The full moon where they plan to attack is approaching."
                              "Huh?"
                              "The boy, he has woken up."
                              I stand up slamming my hands down on the table.
                              "Why didn't you tell me?" I raise my voice.
                              The boy who stabbed me is alive?! I want to kill him. I have this huge urge to kil him.
                                      
                                   
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