Trapped

"Austin. So nice to see you here." The woman said. I slowly walked backwards till I was right next to Austin. He was rather cold and stiff, like a statue. Or maybe he just gave up knowing we were already in deep shit.

"What are you doing here?" I asked in a whisper.

"You shouldn't have left the pack. I told you not to. But will you listen? Of course not." He looked pissed now, and he slowly lifted his head up to the woman.

"I feel very delighted seeing you too, Lilia." He smiled, then put his arm around my shoulder. My eyes widened at the name and I turned to her. "However beautiful this meeting may be, we are already done here. Let's go."

I almost let out a sigh of relief when we successfully turned on our heels and took the first step, but before I could take another, the cold hard end of a gun was leveled directly at Austin's chest.

I gasped, my hand instinctively going to my mouth as I started to realize how deep the trouble I had gotten us into was.

"Is there really any need for