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RUN CRIED THE CRAWLING
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RUN CRIED THE CRAWLING
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After the warriors had obtained Charlotte and Daryl, Victoria and Lauren made their exchange; Lauren revealed where she knew Adam to be scouting above ground to set up a base and Victoria promised her safe passage, giving her a time and place to be so that she could be transported out of the city. Then Lauren left the headquarters. It took her some time to be convinced she wasnโt being tailed after leaving and she traveled a few extra blocks just to be sure, cutting through allies and abandoned buildings. Then she disappeared down one of the discreet entrances to the underground. When she got back to her sector she acted as normal as possible, meeting the eyes of every pack member she passed in the corridors but still felt paranoid about whether or not she appeared natural in all her self-awareness.
She did not stall for even a moment when she made it back to her quarters to rest. There were little details to be attended to. Immediately she headed behind the triptych over to their bed and pulled out the clothing trunk from underneath to change. Undoubtedly her vigilant mate would notice the scent of the outdoors on her and if she appeared disheveled. She felt a little anxious about the tightness of the new dress she put on but was more worried about time and moved onto restoring her wind-swept hair and her make-up back to its impeccable state.
In the mirror of the small antique vanity that she used she wondered if the resolved person staring back was really her? Her intellect felt heightened beyond what she thought in her capacity and colder than she believed to be in her nature. It was nauseating and thrilling all at once. Footfalls outside alerted her to Adamโs approach and she hurried to apply finishing touches. She fumbled the lipstick tube to the floor which she did not bother to pick up, instead kicking it under the bed as she abandoned the mirror. The handle on the door rattled, and she frantically positioned herself in the fainting couch as she had been before Adam left, needle in hand and cross-stitch in her lap.
On queue she looked up from her supposed engrossing task to her mate as the door slid open. He came in damp from the rain but with a self-contented smirk on his face. She forced her own faint timid smile, showing just the right amount of loving affection and fearful reverence the Alpha thought he deserved. It was to her advantage he thought her tamed, walking above her like a frozen lake unaware of the cracks growing beneath his feet. โHello dear..โ she greeted breaking eye contact and focusing on her stitching, "I take it everything went well from that smile on your face. Did you and Conrad settle on a location then?"
She did not stall for even a moment when she made it back to her quarters to rest. There were little details to be attended to. Immediately she headed behind the triptych over to their bed and pulled out the clothing trunk from underneath to change. Undoubtedly her vigilant mate would notice the scent of the outdoors on her and if she appeared disheveled. She felt a little anxious about the tightness of the new dress she put on but was more worried about time and moved onto restoring her wind-swept hair and her make-up back to its impeccable state.
In the mirror of the small antique vanity that she used she wondered if the resolved person staring back was really her? Her intellect felt heightened beyond what she thought in her capacity and colder than she believed to be in her nature. It was nauseating and thrilling all at once. Footfalls outside alerted her to Adamโs approach and she hurried to apply finishing touches. She fumbled the lipstick tube to the floor which she did not bother to pick up, instead kicking it under the bed as she abandoned the mirror. The handle on the door rattled, and she frantically positioned herself in the fainting couch as she had been before Adam left, needle in hand and cross-stitch in her lap.
On queue she looked up from her supposed engrossing task to her mate as the door slid open. He came in damp from the rain but with a self-contented smirk on his face. She forced her own faint timid smile, showing just the right amount of loving affection and fearful reverence the Alpha thought he deserved. It was to her advantage he thought her tamed, walking above her like a frozen lake unaware of the cracks growing beneath his feet. โHello dear..โ she greeted breaking eye contact and focusing on her stitching, "I take it everything went well from that smile on your face. Did you and Conrad settle on a location then?"