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chapter seventeen,
agreement

It was now a few hours after they had stopped to get gas, and Talulla was grateful for the chilly night breeze that came in

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It was now a few hours after they had stopped to get gas, and Talulla was grateful for the chilly night breeze that came in. She felt that they were getting close to their destination by the way the atmosphere began to change. The cool breeze began to grow into harsher winds and the outside felt darker than before.

In the front seat, sat a sleeping Scott as Stiles was driving, but Talulla could tell Stiles sensed the change as well when he spoke, "Hey, Scott. Scott. Take a look at this."

With a quick pat to the shoulder, Scott shot up from his slouched position and began to look at the sky ahead of them. Shock fell through face as he saw the lightning and thunder happening just in front of a mountain not far from them.

"What the hell do you think's happening to her out there?"

Scott had no words to answer Stiles' question as he was still so shocked. And with that Stiles began to pick up the speed, causing Talulla to fall back into her seat quickly. In no time, the Jeep arrived in front of a rock just miles away from where the storm they could see was.

Talulla stayed in the car, but she could still hear the conversation that Scott and Stiles were having just outside of it. She could hear them talking about Donovan and how their conversation was the fall of their relationship at the time, she could hear how Scott knew someone was going to get blood on their hands. She agrees on how he thought it would be Malia.

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