MARGARET
I sat in my vanity mirror, brushing my hair slowly, waiting. I knew they would come. Just as I expected, the door opened, and Melanie, Angie, and Kris slipped inside, their eyes full of excitement. They were grinning from ear to ear as if they had just won something big.
“The whole pack is searching for her,” Melanie whispered, closing the door behind her.
“They are almost crazy trying to find Darlene,” Angie added, giggling.
Kris leaned closer. “Did you and Luna Jillian really put her in the storage room?”
I smirked and flipped my hair over my shoulder. “Of course. Where else would she be?”
All three of them burst into laughter. The sound of our giggles filled the room, but we kept our voices low. We didn’t want anyone to hear us, especially not the pack guards.
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