I huffed lowly at anyway who looked in my direction. I continued walking down the hall.

It has been nearly a week since we found Shawn. He doesn't talk to anyone. Everyone is terrified he's gone mute. That's what it seems like.

I pushed through crowds of people who hadn't seen my coming and scrambled. Eventually, I came to the door and yanked it open.

I slammed it shut as I ran out. The boom the door made created a ringing noise in my ears.

I went to push my hair behind my ear, but cursed when it just fell back in my face because half of my ear was missing. You'd think I'd remember by now.

I ran into the woods and huffed angrily. I didn't know what I wanted to do. I was just angry. I was fuming.

"Ugh!" I yelled loudly as I kicked a tree. "Shit!" I screamed even louder as I crumbled to the ground and held my foot. Not my smartest idea.

"Well this is a strange sense of déjàvu. Is it not?" Someone said from behind me. I turned around quickly to see Tyler. (Beta incase you homies forgot)

"What the hell do you want?" I growled out. He just chuckled and came closer to me.

"You know what's funny? This time it's not the tree on the ground." I just rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever tree whisperer." I snapped. I wanted to congratulate myself for remembering the name, but held it in. He smirked and came closed until he was directly in front of me.

He held out his hand for me to take, but I ignored it and stood up by myself. My foot still hurt, but not as badly. It was kinda like a prickly feeling.

"Wow. And I thought you were nice now." He said. I crossed my arms as I watched him.

"So did I." My tone was low. "Didn't like being nice anyway. Wasn't really my thing. Never really has been." I said pushing past Tyler. I winced when I set my foot of the ground.

Tyler's hand landed on my shoulder and turned me back around to face him. His green eyes staring into mine.

"I was told to give you this. Greyson wasn't sure if you were still ignoring him or, well, everyone." The way he said it was overly cocky as he smiled at me.

He held out an envelope with writing on it. It was already opened.

I snatched the note from him and held it tightly.

"I'm not ignoring Greyson on purpose." I growled out. I bit the inside of my bottom lip and looked down at the note. "I just don't want to hurt him again."

"And everyone else?" Tyler asked. I looked up at him.

"I wouldn't mind murdering every one of them." I said honestly. That's what scares me.

There isn't a single person besides Greyson, Karissa, Ashton, Andrew or Shawn that I wouldn't mind shredding.

"Well, like I said before, you must love me because you haven't killed me yet." I just glared at him and pushed his shoulder.

"Get outta here, Daley." He chuckled and put his hands in his pockets. He turned around and started walking away. He paused and turned around.

"Don't let your anger blind you, baby doll. You have a way of doing that quite often." He said before walking away. I clenched my teeth together as I held the envelope tightly.

I tore my gaze away from the now empty path where Tyler once stood. I looked at the envelope and opened it.

There was a note on the inside with some sort of fancy looking paper. I unfolded the note and read it.

Mr. and Mrs. Greyson Hayes,

I would like to formally invite you to a very special night. On April 10th, I will be hosting a formal party just for a proper and enjoyable evening with friends. It will begin 7pm at the Barbour Plaza. Bringing additional guests is allowed. Hope to see you soon.

Yours truly,
Liam Arbarra.

I couldn't tell you how many times I reread the note. My jaw hurt from gritting my teeth so hard.

I didn't know what to do. A part of me just wanted to run around killing people like a psychopath, but another part knew I needed to keep it together and go to this party.

I'll kill him in front of everyone if I have to.

I stalked off to the pack house. As soon as I walked through the door, people moved away from me. I didn't need to push through anyone. I'm pretty sure everyone held their breaths just incase I yelled at them for breathing the same air as I. Wow.

I stormed up the stairs until I was at the top. I wandered down the hall until I seen the door to Greyson's office. I didn't bother knocking. I angrily twisted the knob and forced the door open.

Greyson's head snapped up to mine about to snap at me for entering without knocking, but relaxed once he realized it was me. He went from a relaxed expression to a confused one as he looked at me.

"You okay?" I ignored him and stomped over to his desk. I slammed the note down on it.

"We're going." I snapped. He looked up at me.

"I know." He said simply. "But you aren't killing him." A cold shiver ran down my spine as my veins ran cold.

"What?" My voice was much louder than what I wanted, but oh well. Greyson narrowed his eyes on me as he stood up. It was hard to stay intimidating when someone who is 6'2 is looking down at you.

"You aren't killing him." His cold tone sent another shiver though me. If I could growl, I would.

"This is my chance, Greyson!"

"No! This is your chance to get yourself killed!" He yelled louder than I. Right now the only thing separating us was the desk.

His anger-filled words sent a spark down my spine and arms. I felt my claws come out and my eyes switch color.

"Not if I kill him first!" I shot back. Greyson seemed to just get even more mad.

"You aren't killing anyone! This is exactly what he wants!" He said slamming his hands down onto the desk. I crack could be heard as his hands made contact.

"I can do what I want!" I yelled louder than ever before as growl ripped through the room. It was mine.

I felt my canines extended and strength surge through my body as my hands gripped the desk and tossed it at the wall. Greyson froze.

So did I.

An odd coldness swept over my body as I returned to normal. No canines, no claws, not superhuman strength. I was human. Only I was in absolute pain.

"Ergh." I groaned as I crumpled to the ground. A scream left my lips as fire surged through my body. This wasn't like last time. I could barely feel my body last time. I felt everything this time.

What's happening?

My head throbbed. I brought my hands up and placed my palms on my temples as I pushed on them.

"Oh my god." I groaned out. Greyson watched me with horror covering his face.

"Alex, what's going on?" He panicked as he laid a hand on my shoulder. It felt like someone had laid a bag of ice on me. "Alex!" He yelled over my groans and moans. His hand trailed up until it cupped my mark.

It felt like someone had just kicked me in the chest and every bit of air left my lungs. My body felt numb for a moment. Greyson jerked his hand away and immediately air flooded my lungs. The ice and fire that seared my body vanished as my body jerked forward.

I couldn't seem to catch my breath. I was breathing heavily as Greyson held onto me.

After a moment, I looked over at Greyson. In the reflection of his grey eyes I could see myself. My face was pale and my lips looked blue. I tear trailed down my cheek.

"What's wrong with me?" My lip quivered slightly as the words fled from my mouth.

I don't know what scared me more. The fact that Greyson seemed to be my cure for whatever this is or that I could kill him in the process of it all.

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Okay so I have this planned and oh boy. It's gonna be great.

OH AND HAS ANYONE FIGURED OUT WJATS GOING ON WITH ALEX.

So I had a wrestling banquet yesterday and it was so weird having to wear like a dress instead of sweatpants.

Omg I was reading back on comments you guys left on some of the early chapters and can I just say that I had no idea that this book had a fandom. Like god damn. I also found out many of you really like big mean Alex.

That's cool.

Omg thinking about my next book already and Riley is gonna be a main character, but he's gonna be like eighteen and I'm so excited Bc I can't wait to see the Rilenators go crazy over him.

I need to watch something good on Netflix so any ideas. I've been in a slump ever since I finished The Vampire Diaries and now The Walking Dead just ended until season 6...

This is gonna sound so weird, but what's your nationality? I'm Italian.

Stay Awesome Gotham.

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