
ṜĪĊ₭ƧĦĀฬ' ƧŦŪƉĒ₦ŦƧ wrote:
A loud screech sound from the parkinglot of Denalei preperatory. Shutting the engine off, he watched as the members of Rickshaw poured out of the back of his topless jeep. Peter flung his door open and boldly walked his way to the other side of the vehicle and opened Renee's door. Holding his hand out, the tall male smirked and adjusted his mask with his other mask. "Are you ready, madam?" he laughed lightly, his evil plot was unfolding. Looking to the Rickshaw wolves, he motioned for them to come closer once Renee was out of the car.
Looking to each side, Peter made sure there was no one around. Alone. Perfect. Leaning in to his pack mates he decended his hand twice in a sign to "keep quiet." Straightening his tie as everyone moved in closer, he grinned. "Alright, heres the plan. When they announce king and queen... I am going to go after Whisper, the beta... Renee, you will go after the Alpha female.. do not kill her though, i only need a distraction, Blake wont harm you, you are a fae... as for the rest of you... no killing just attack anyone who gets in my way. I will eventually make my way to the front of the stage and announce that the Denalei pack is not welcome in these parts... until then... enjoy the dance," he snickered. A scowl presented itself on his face as he noticed his beta pull in, in a second car with his mate. Not only did he come separately, he started in without a debreifing... prick...
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Silence. Udder silence. Rose was very angry with him and for good reason, he was taking another female to the dance, one that was no Rose. "For the last time, babe... Selene is the sister of the beta... she is my ticket to his throat." he explained, angering more and more by the minute. I shouldnt have to explain myself. he realized. Shaking his head he got out of the car after it came to a stop, the keys practically snapping in half as he yanked them from the ignition. Sliding them into his pocket, the large male slammed his door and walked into the school. Darn her! he thought furiously.
After about ten minutes of being lost, Jackson found the ball room. Emergiing into the loud and abnoxious room, he scanned for the dress he brought. Where is my mouse...










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