Grace of a Wolf (by Lenaleia) novel 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]

He seems to love caps lock.

[GRACE HARPER: Is Lyrielle’s nickname Lyre?]

I hit send before I can overthink it. Three dots appear, bounce, then disappear. Then reappear. Wrath seems to be typing and deleting multiple responses.

Finally:

[WRATH: Who wants to know?]

Oh, for—

[GRACE HARPER: Me. Obviously. I’m asking because I know someone named Lyre and I’m trying to figure out if she’s the Lyrielle from your fan club.]

There’s a longer pause this time. I glance up to check our surroundings. Andrew’s focused on the road, and dark clouds are rolling in quickly. But it looks like we’re only a couple miles from our exit now.

Right on cue, the walkie talkie crackles, and Caine says, "Exit in two miles." 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Andrew’s the one to grab the unit and respond. "Understood."

There’s a flash of lightning in the distance.

My phone vibrates.

[WRATH: Are you with her now?]

[GRACE HARPER: No.]

Obviously. Or else why would I be asking him?

[WRATH: Has she mentioned any of us?]

[GRACE HARPER: No. Look, I just want to know if Lyre is Lyrielle. Yes or no?]

[WRATH: Who the fuck are you?]

Obviously, I’m getting nowhere. So I back out of the message and into the one sent by Madness.

[MADNESS: Hello darling~]

[MADNESS: Welcome to the club~]

[MADNESS: If you have pictures, share them with me~]

[MADNESS: <(’o’)>]

[WRATH: Come back.]

[WRATH: I’m sorry, I’ll be nice.]

[WRATH: We’re just curious.]

[WRATH: Come back, Grace Harper. We don’t hurt mortals.]

[WRATH: Come back! We’re curious about Lyrielle and she never talks to us anymore.]

[WRATH: I didn’t realize who you were. We don’t pay attention to mortal names.]

Whatever it is, I have the strong sense getting involved with him will only be to my disadvantage, so I click out. No more messaging people on this bizarre app. They’re all strange. No; they’re bizarre.

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