Grace of a Wolf by Lenaleia

Chapter 181

Chapter 181: Grace: Removed

Feeling a little nauseated, I tap at the notification.

[This message thread has been removed for multiple Plausibility violations.]

I blink at my phone. The error message stares back.

"What the hell?" I mutter, tapping the screen again as if that might fix it. It doesn’t. The entire conversation—gone. Like it never existed.

My thumb hovers uncertainly over the back button, my eyes drawn to the new direct messages sent my way, from Wrath and Madness.

Sounds like a fun time. Not.

Wrath’s message draws my attention first, and I open it.

The message thread loads, revealing a string of increasingly agitated texts:

[WRATH: ??????]

[WRATH: Who are you?]

[WRATH: How did you get into our group?]

[WRATH: ANSWER ME.]

[WRATH: I swear if you’re another one of Chaos’s little playthings I will PERSONALLY come find you.]

[WRATH: ??????????]

I stare at the barrage of question marks and threats. Whoever—whatever—Wrath is, they clearly have anger management issues. Their name is appropriate.

Ignoring this would probably be the smart option.

Instead, I find myself typing.

[GRACE HARPER: I didn’t ask to be added to your group. I just got a notification saying I was invited.]

The reply comes instantly, like they were staring at their phone waiting.

[WRATH: WHO INVITED YOU?]

[GRACE HARPER: I don’t know.]

[WRATH: USELESS]

seems to

HARPER: Is Lyrielle’s nickname

bounce, then disappear. Then

Finally:

wants to

Oh, for—

asking because I know someone named Lyre and I’m trying to figure out if she’s the Lyrielle from your

glance up to check our surroundings. Andrew’s focused on the road, and dark clouds are rolling in quickly. But it looks like we’re only a couple miles from our exit

on cue, the walkie talkie crackles, and Caine

to grab the unit

of lightning in

My phone vibrates.

Are you

[GRACE HARPER: No.]

why would I be asking

she mentioned any of

want to know if Lyre is Lyrielle. Yes or

the

out of the message and into

[MADNESS: Hello darling~]

to the

you have pictures, share them with

[MADNESS: <(’o’)>]

the fuck is the last

go to exit the app, only to see another flood of

[WRATH: Come back.]

I’m sorry,

[WRATH: We’re just curious.]

Grace Harper. We

Come back! We’re curious about Lyrielle and she never talks to

who you were. We don’t pay attention to

twitches. Wrath kind of feels...

will only be to my disadvantage, so I click out. No more messaging

does something to

case, Lyre’s

"...Grace?"

in Andrew’s

you want me to get the stuff

for our chosen Walmart stay. "Yes. That would be great, thank you. Litter box, litter,

a kennel? It seems to be just fine in your

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