Marked by the Alphas
I inform him.
“We saw, don’t worry,” he replies. “Mindy is overwriting the lock.”
It takes all my self-control not to tap my foot or fiddle with my fingers out of impatience. I want to get out of this hallway and into that shelter. Finally, there is a soft beep, and the door clicks open.
“Go, go,” I rush everyone inside.
“Wow,” Matt mumbles once we are inside, and I look around. Not only is the shelter equipped with beds and chairs. There is also plenty of food, water, and medicine.
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