Chapter 5
347 Words
Raze silently picked out the ceiling tile, nudging it to the side to peek at the room. Aha! She moved the tile to the side and went down to stall, both feet landing on the lid of the toilet.
She rubbed her forehead after making sure the tile held no trace of her getting out of there.
Before Raze could even think about exiting the stall, the door creaked open and footsteps walked in. She could see about 4 of them facing the mirror that is probably there.
"I can't believe there was an intruder here," A high pitched voice squealed. The type of voice the hidden brunette would killed to choke the life out of. "Do you think they were from the neighboring pack or a rouge?"
"Probably both." Another one mirrored, this time their voice was a bit breathy and slow. "Pack borders are getting tense with rouges and discourse about leadership about each pack—"
Another girl shushed them, "Be quiet. Let's not discuss matters like those here."
A snort rung in the air.
"And what, get detention? Please. The alphas haven't even announced their plan of action. What makes you think they care about what we say or think?"
Unbeknownst to them, Raze has already started recording their conversation. Blackmail always comes in handy after all.
A shuffle of clothes and shoes padding on the floor, "As if that can get you any closer to the four Alphas." The smugness rang across the room. "Better just step up your game, Steph. Sleeping with people close to the Quad's social circle gets you nowhere."w
"Well, whatever. Prude."
After the girls have done whatever they did, they've rushed out the restroom. A bell ringing out into the halls.
Flushing the toilet, the brunette came out of the stall. Glancing around to see if there's a hidden camera.
These bozos better be worth the trouble, she shook her head. The price of that rouge is high and I need that soul for Mama's special castration pot.
The things Raze do for bare minimum validation.
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