Chapter 13 - A Match Made In Hell

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Avery's POV

With that, I went upstairs to get ready. Is this a date?

I picked out a white crop top; black ripped skinny jeans, my black and white converse, a black mini handbag, and my denim jacket.

I took a quick shower, brushed my teeth again, and threw on my clothes and dabbed a bit of perfume on myself. Then walked downstairs.

I see the boys giving Xavier the 'talk,' he nodded at them and gave them a firm handshake. The boys were impressed he didn't cower back against five guys, even though they were the same age, he is outnumbered, but that didn't seem to bother him one bit.

He then whipped his head to the stairs which I was on; he looked at me up and down with his mouth agape. The boys were confused, but once they turned around, their mouths dropped too.

I was confused, so I took a look around to see if there was anything behind me, but there was nothing. I looked back at the boys whose mouths are still open and raised my eyebrow.

"What?" I asked, but then I heard a camera click. I turned to see Xavier with his phone again. I laughed at him; the boys turned to glare.

"You can't blame me, fellas, pictures last longer. Her words not mine but hell do I agree," He shrugged, the boys nodded and pulled out their phones as well. They all started taking photos of me from different angles.

I shrugged, might as well join in.

I did some poses for them, twirled around, then dropped down to the ground, looking over my shoulder. They laughed but snapped some more photos.

"Okay, okay enough! She's mine fellas. Get your own." Xavier walked up to me, picked me up off the staircase and set me on the ground.

"We had her first dude," Trevor said.

"Yup," The guys nodded.

"Plus, we're the ones that can make any boyfriend into an ex," Jack spoke, and the guys nodded crossing their arms.

"Yeah and I'm the one that can make any and every one of you dig your own grave." I chuckled at the guys who looked horrified.

"You wouldn't do that, Av." They said smirking.

"Have you guys begun to underestimate me?" I asked.

"No, no, we just simply know you wouldn't do that. You love us too much," They were testing my limits.

I hummed and nodded, "Okay, if you say so." Then I whistled our command tune. Like wolves to the moon, they were under my control now.

Their form perfectly straight, back tensed, and face severely dangerous.

"Get a shovel, each one of you. NOW!" I yelled. They nodded and went to get a shovel.

"Outside!" They ran outside to the backyard.

"START DIGGING! Six foot under!" They began digging simultaneously but before the got the chance to do any irreversible damage to the yard. I whistled our command tune, snapping them out of their trance.

They snapped out of it and looked around, confused as to why they were in the backyard. They looked at their hands and saw the shovels then the dirt on the ground. Their eyes widen.

"Come here babes," I said softly to them. They came and hugged me tightly. "I'm sorry, but I do have to keep you on your toes. If something ever happened to me and I become my demon," I took a deep breath. "I want you to pull the trigger; I'll never be able to forgive myself if I ever hurt any of you guys. But, I'll forgive you. It's my wish." They took a step back from me, wide eyes filled with tears.

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