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I tried to find a way to climb out, but the grave was square with no roots, stone or anything to step or grab on to. Kates wolfs started to climb down the edge. “No stop! It’s a trap, we are meant to jump over. It’s over for me” I say sitting down with my back against one of the dirt walls. No wolf or man could climb or jump out of this hole. “Jump Kate, win this shit!” I yell at her, and she looked despaired, but nodded at me. She disappeared from my sight for a few seconds until I saw flying over the deep grave in a beautiful jump. I could hear her land safely on the other side and I smiled at the thought of her winning.

Those who have had to stay back to watch over the packhouse and those who could not attend will receive a portion of barbeque as their dinner tonight. Everyone is laughing and having a great time. The pack, Alpha, is smiling and trying to dunk one of the teenagers, giving him a hard time. When suddenly, someone yells, “Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen, in place, as they watch what looks to be a child falling, arms spread wide, eerily not making a sound, as the small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain.

“You still have time to worry about each other. Let’s think about that once we get back home.” “You are right. Let’s go back. Can you remember the way out?” Lance lifted his chin and said, “Of course. What do you take me for?” “A man who almost lost his consciousness after seeing a ghost.” “Hey! That… It’s your fault. Why were you crawling in the ground by the way? That was creepy.” “I did not crawl. I fell.” “With your hair down?” “That’s because of gravity! Have you ever seen a person fall with her hair turning upward?”

20 <3 I am smiling at my phone, grinning like a fool when I stumble in the dark, tripping over a broken piece of cement. My open bag goes flying, scattering its contents behind me as I brace myself to fall. Anticipating the pain of scraped knees and elbows I am surprised when I fall into the well-muscled arms of a stranger.

replied Gerald while shaking his head with a wry smile on his face. “…Oh? Apologies, I got a little flustered due to how panicked I was… That’s right, you’re no longer a person to be trifled with, Mr. Crawford… After all, despite Hoyt’s strength, he was nothing but an ant before you! Regardless, this place is filled with traps… How are we to get out?” “Oh, that’s simple!” replied Gerald rather indifferently as he waved his hand… Following that, a golden light shot out, causing the ground to shake so much that the ceiling of the area collapsed, revealing a new opening!

I asked in curiosity. "I saw you? I saw you, you were scared. There were these shadow man, but I can't remember anything else. Sometimes pieces of it come back to me in my sleep." He jumped over the fence, reaching his arms out to help me. I knew I wasn't gonna make it over, I took one step up and slipped, the wolf coming behind me to catch my fall tingles rushing through me as I gripped his fur causing him to grumble.

he said in one breath. The next second, just after he declared he can't go down. He loses his grip on his other hand and follows his legs. In this circumstance, he can already go down, though — head first. “Ah, I fell... " he then says. The face was quite slow in reaction yet the mind was already in chaos. As he felt that the pulling of the gravity stops, his head was already half a meter away from the ground, yet hands were about to touch the ground. He barely escapes death. Thanks to his Big bro Zitrey who'd managed to hold both of his ankles.

I wonder…} Kate decides to put away the letters somewhere. Maybe she can recycle certain letters depending on her needs. She’s carrying the poster board horizontally with the letter cutouts on top. But she forgot that the electric fan is on and some of the letters blow away as the electric fan rotates in her direction. “Yiiii!!!” Kate shrieks and, in the split second, looks like a newbie waiter trying to defy the law of gravity. Five of the letters have fallen down. Shielding the poster board from the electric fan with her own body, she sits on her haunches to pick them up.

“These ones have frosting shaped like baby rattles. Is this vanilla or witchcraft?” “Both,” Chelsea said. “Also, don’t eat the ones shaped like dragon eggs—those are filled with lemon-lavender. They bite back.” As more pack members and allies arrived, music played from enchanted speakers (thank you, Chelsea), and the sound of laughter filled the air. There were games—some that involved blindfolded diaper changing and one suspiciously close to axe throwing that Charlie, of all people, dominated. “Did… did he carve that diaper genie out of a tree stump?” Jax asked, slightly alarmed.

When Yvette smiled, her eyes lit up like crescent moons, a look that effortlessly won people's affection. But in them, I detected a hint of smugness and calculation. "How old are you?" I asked. "23," she replied. "Then you’re old enough to know what honesty is," I said sharply. Her smile wavered. "I don't understand what you mean." "It's clear. The whole plan was done by me, from start to finish," I said. "You knew that, yet you still presented it as your own. It's called shameless."