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 love

Is Lyrielle’s

I can overthink it. Three dots appear, bounce, then disappear. Then reappear. Wrath seems to be typing and

Finally:

Who wants to

Oh, for—

and I’m trying to figure out if she’s the Lyrielle from your

road, and dark clouds are rolling in quickly. But it looks like we’re only a

talkie crackles, and Caine says, "Exit in two

the one to grab the

a flash of lightning in the

My phone vibrates.

you

[GRACE HARPER: No.]

else why would I be

she mentioned any

want to know

the

nowhere. So I back out of the message and into the one sent by

[MADNESS: Hello darling~]

to

you have pictures, share them

[MADNESS: <(’o’)>]

the fuck is the

I go to exit the app, only to see

[WRATH: Come back.]

I’m sorry, I’ll be

[WRATH: We’re just curious.]

Grace Harper.

curious about Lyrielle and she never

I didn’t realize who you were. We don’t

Wrath kind of feels...

my disadvantage, so I click out. No more messaging people

does something to their

case, Lyre’s

"...Grace?"

head in Andrew’s

get the stuff for the

realize we’re about to turn off onto the exit for our chosen Walmart stay. "Yes. That would be great, thank you. Litter box, litter, cat food,

to be just fine in your

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