Dont Lock Me In Again Novels & Stories

She saw the keypad on the door lock and punched in a code in an attempt to open it. But to her dismay, the password she entered was incorrect. She tried again and again, when the door auto-locked and the AI said, “Double locks generated. The door is locked, and the keypad is blocked.” Emma looked back in fear towards Nick, who was sitting there calmly. When she said angrily, “What the hell? Why didn't you tell me that it will auto lock after three incorrect passwords?” Nick smirked and replied, “You never asked.” “Are you an idiot? How will we go out now?” Asked Emma angrily.

[File Locked: Unauthorised access forever. [Self Destruct in 15 hrs, 35 mins, 10 secs] [9 secs…] [8 secs…] [7 secs…]

Chad slammed the door shut and locked it while I struggled to catch my breath. He turned and pressed his back against the door. "I'm sorry, J. I'm sorry," he said between heavy breaths. "I didn't mean to use you like that. I… I'm just scared." I pushed myself to my feet, my eyes fixed on him. I clenched my jaw. "Why did you lock me out just now? You knew he was coming, didn't you? You knew he was here for you." Chad raised his hands as if he were innocent.

After deciding to leave, I went to the Blacknight Pack's municipal office to submit my withdrawal application. "Ms. Holt," the clerk said carefully, "once you leave the pack, you'll lose all pack protection and will never be allowed to rejoin. Are you sure about this?" "I'm sure." When I stepped out of the building, a notification popped up on Instagram. "Thank you for being there for me when I'm at my weakest!" The photo beneath it showed the snowy scenery of Bhador and Mason wrapping a scarf around Eira.

I had let him walk into that nightmare, and now he was gone. “I’m locked out of everything,” Anya’s voice crackled from the laptop, strained and frantic. “The lockdown is total. The internal systems are a closed loop. I can’t see him. I can’t open a door. There’s nothing I can do.” Her words, meant to be a report, were a final confirmation of my worst fears. My mind was racing, refusing to accept it. There had to be a way. We couldn’t get in physically. We couldn’t get in digitally. But what if we could get a sound in?

Let them know I’m not breaking. I checked the locks three times. Not out of fear. Out of promise. I’m still here. They’re still safe. And as long as that’s true, I’ll keep fighting. Even if it costs me everything. I whispered to my belly tonight: “You’re real. You’re mine. And no contract can change that.” Nate kicked. Leo rolled. And for the first time, I believed it too. But then the knock came. Not soft. Not polite. Three hard raps that shook the door in its frame.

"I know you're both in there." I closed my eyes. "You've got five seconds." "No." "Benito." "I've spent two weeks listening to both of you." My jaw tightened. "Open the damn door." "Nope." There was a pause. Then another voice. Melody. "...Did you seriously lock them in?" "Yes." "You know that's insane." "I know." "You could get in trouble." "Worth it." I rubbed both hands over my face. "I swear to God, Benito..." "You'll thank me later."

"Then why are you doing it?" "Because I don't want to keep losing myself trying to make this work." He closed his eyes briefly. "I don't want a break, Maya." "I know." "I don't want to be away from you. I don't want to wake up and not be able to call you, or come home and wonder if you're going to avoid me." My throat tightened. "Dean..." "But if this is what you need, I won't force you to stay." He finally looked at me again. There was disappointment in his eyes, along with something that made me want to take back every word I had said.

"They’re coming down." Pim began to type, her fingers flying across the screen, but the phone buzzed, the screen flashing a single, mocking message: ACCESS DENIED. USER AUTHORITY EXPIRED. "It’s locked us out," Pim said, her voice catching. "Then we open it the old-fashioned way," Chalida said, stepping up to the vault and shoving the barrel of the gun into the keypad. "Chalida, wait—" The roar of the crowd was getting louder, the sound of boots echoing in the shaft above.

There was no way I was going to let myself be locked up as a prisoner in this Pack. "Ian, leave! Your presence isn't welcomed here right now," Alpha Aaron ordered without breaking eye contact with me. "Alpha Aaron, with all due respect—" "I said leave!." The command in Alpha Aaron’s voice was stern, sending a shiver through my body. Beta Ian snapped his mouth shut, shot me one last murderous glare, and backed out of the room, slamming the heavy wooden door behind him. The silence that followed was suffocating. "I'm sorry about that. Ignore..."