Amos' pov
She seemed scared. Good. "Rogues?"
I nodded. "Yes, rogues,"
Then she laughed.
She f*****g laughed.
"Is this a drill?"
"No." I deadpanned.
Her smile dropped. "I felt something strange."
"You think?" I used Zayn's sarcastic words against her. Why wasn't she freaking out? I was about to say something when she proceeded to tell me just how terrified she was about something that was not real. My eyes darted around, looking for the source of that rare scent. The one that I had the honor to face the other day.
Suddenly, she was quiet. Too quiet. I turned to her only to see her staring at something, or rather, someone.
Yeah, he has found me.
Or rather.
Us.
"We need to leave now!" I yelled, almost drawing attention. They all went back to their business, and I knew it wa
