I looked up at Lachlan as I cowered in fear. This time he finally managed to terrify me, great. I tried speaking but couldn't get very much out, as I clearly showed my fear.
"Oh. H-hi L-lachlan..." I mumbled quietly.
"Nice try. I give you points for effort but next time, run the other way maybe?" Lachlan laughed.
"Fleep." I said under my breath.
Lachlan picked me up in an awkward bridal style position. He picked me up but held me tight in his arms.
"Hold on tight." Lachlan warned, just before taking off.
Lachlan ran super fast all the way back home, making sure not to let lose of his grip on me. He won't let me away that easily a second time. Dammit Ali. I had almost made it until Ali-A showed up. Then again, I don't trust them any more than I trust the Pack. Even Mitch and Lachlan combined seem better than him and that's saying something. Lachlan slowed to a halt as we reached the front door where he placed me on my feet. He grabbed a hold of my wrists as soon as he put me down just so I wouldn't have any chances. He opened the door and pushed me in, locking it behind him. Yay. Here again.... I heard footsteps come into the room as Mitch walked in, a belt in his hand. I don't think he want to use that for his pants.... I backed away behind Lachlan, knowing I still wouldn't be safe.
"Mitch stop, please." Vikk spoke, rushing into the room.
"No. She won't ever learn if I don't. BACK UP." Mitch gritted his teeth.
Lachlan picked me up and carried me to my room where my certain doom was. He dropped me on the bed and opened the door, allowing the rest of the Pack to walk in. Rob looked at me with a look of sympathy that said sorry.
Mitch stepped forward with Jerome and Lachlan on the sides of him. They each held a weapon that looked like it would hurt like hell. I could defend myself but I can't let them find out.
I backed away and buried my head into my legs in fear.
"Karma is gonna be straight bangerz." Lachlan spoke in a strong Aussie accent.
He's just salty that I was faster than him in our little race. Vikk looked at me, trying not to laugh at my side comment.
"What is it Vikk?" Lachlan questioned.
Tell him. I don't care, I mean I'm getting punished anyways.
"She said that you're just salty that she beat you in that race." Vikk spoke, trying not to laugh at my sassy remark.
Preston started laughing silently, but he ended up looking like a dying walrus. Like a legit walrus, no joke.
Preston looks like a walrus omg XD
"Preston you look like a dying walrus bro. Not my joke though. It was her." Vikk joked, pointing at me.
"Stop talking." Mitch boomed, stopping their shenanigans.
"Yeah. Let's get down to business! (to defeatttt the hunsssss!) Jerome chanted.
They came closer to me as Jerome and Lachlan raised their weapons on cue with Mitch.
Enjoy this chapter! I'm going on vacation, but hopefully I can still upload while I'm away! Love y'all!
~Luna out!
