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CHAPTER SIXTEEN: ❝You'll Die❞︎
SHE WALKED DOWN THE HALL WITH JOSIE, JED, AND KALEB, STOPPING WHEN THEY WERE MET WITH RAFAEL, HOPE, AND LIZZIE. The twins stopped and stared at one another before asking in unison, "She's coming?"
"I need all the help I can get, so please put your twin war on pause." Hope told them whilst Harper moved to stand on the other side of Hope.
"Why is he going?" Rafael asked, nodding towards Jed with furrowed eyebrows. "He hates Landon."
Jed turned to look at him. "Look, you're the alpha. If Landon's your pack, that makes him ours."
"Where's MG?" Kaleb questioned.
"He's on his way." Hope assured. "Let's load up while we wait for him. Come on." They followed Hope out of the door before they were forced to stop when they saw armed men making their way towards them.
"Oh, sorry." One of the men called. "We were about to knock."
"Who the hell are you?" Lizzie snapped.
"Name's Burr." The man, Burr, answered. "Triad Industries."
"Propellere." Hope called, but nothing happened.
"I got this." Kaleb put his bag down and went to move forward only to stumble back when his skin started to burn in the sunlight.
"What you don't got is magic. Which is why your daylight ring won't work. And what we have are stakes, wolfsbane. . . and other things." He smirked. "So I think you should invite us inside." They all walked back inside with the men following them, all of the students being forced to gather around. "We're looking for an artifact known as the Chalice of Arimathea. We have reason to believe it's part of your school's collection. Now, you know this place a lot better than we do, so the sooner you help us find it, the sooner we'll be gone. Triad thanks you for your time."
Harper stood there, her hands shaking as she looked at the man. He reminded her so much of her father, and that simple fact made fear ignite inside of her. Josie glanced towards the woman and saw her shaking hands, she carefully reached out and grabbed onto Harper, interlacing her fingers and offering her a small nod. All of the students split up, doing as the men asked with Hope, Harper, and the Saltzman twins entering Alaric's office
Hope tried the phone but shook her head and placed it back on the hook. "It's dead. We have to find the school cell."
"Check MG's tighty-whities." Lizzie commented.
"Really?" Josie glared. "This is serious."
"Oh, I'm sorry." Lizzie snapped. "We can't all be born with resting concerned pouty face."
