Chapter 10: The Talk

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I'm just gonna leave this picture up here ;)

Ooh! This title is serious! Oh shit! Shit is about to go down! Take cover!

I crack myself up lmao!

...I need help.

GUESS WHO SAW THE 5TH WAVE AND IT WAS FUCKING AWESOME!!!

Evan Walker though. Oh hot damn. His shirtless scene. Oh my.

Anywhore. On with this serious chapter!

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Ace

"How do you know Lawson?" Deacon asked right as I shut the door.

"Whoa. I'm asking the questions here." I said holding my hand up. "How do you know Lawson?"

Deacon chuckled and shook his head. "You're so cute."

I gagged. "Don't call me cute."

"Beautiful? Gorgeous? Goddess? Queen? Pick one." Deacon smiled.

"Just answer the fucking question." I growled.

"Fine." Deacon sighed as he sat down in his chair. "He is the leader of a rouge group that I have been trying to catch for many years."

"The Killers." I said before he had a chance to speak again.

Deacon, Gabriel, Zane, and his members looked shocked.

"H-how do you know them?" Gabriel asked.

"We have been trying to find them too." Zylen said.

"We found a trail about two years ago, but we lost it." Colby added. "We haven't had another trail ever since."

"Why are you trying to find them?" Deacon asked.

I looked at the girls and they nodded.

"I think it's time to tell them." Colby said as Zylen agreed.

I sighed and looked out the window. "They killed our parents."

"What?" Zane asked, his voice small.

"When I was 16, we were having our annual pack picnic and that's when it happened." I explained. "I remember it perfectly."

Flashback

"Mom." I laughed as she through a grape at me.

"What?" My mom asked innocently. "I didn't do anything."

"Dad. You saw that right?" I asked.

"Saw what?" He asked.

"You guys are both so rude." I laughed.

"Me? Rude? You're funny." My mom said.

I was about to speak, but I smelt something.

"Do you guys smell that?" I asked as I stood up and sniffed the air.

"Smell what?" My dad asked as he looked around.

"Smoke." I mumbled.

"Alpha!" A younger guard yelled as he came running into the clearing.

"Wes? What's wrong?" My mom asked.

"We are under attack!" His brother yelled.

"Everyone!" My dad growled. "I need the ones who can fight. The others get to the safe houses!"

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