Big Bad Wolfie novel Chapter 62

I heard hybrid footsteps coming back in my direction. "Now shut up before you get me killed," I whispered one last time into the earpiece and shut it off.

I took a deep shaky breath in through my mouth and tried not to vomit.

(A/N: mental block timeeeee)

Do I let them pass by?

Yes, I'll just let them pass and get some distance between us before —

Unless they smell me and kill me.

— Before I make another ruckus and start the process over. Just let them pass.

Unless they smell me and kill me.

Yes I heard you the first time.

I doubt they'll pass by again without noticing anything.

. . . Ugh.

Better go now while they're still far enough away that I might have a chance to run.

But it's so fast outside. It's slow in here.

It's because of the lack of oxygen intake. And I thought I wanted out of here.

What if I just stopped breathing? Then I wouldn't hate it in here.

Then I'd be dead.

Darn it.

(A/N: I know that was confusing but Maria's mind gets a little crazy when she's in these sorts of situations)

The footsteps are closer now. Too close.

Time to run.

So I ran.

I made sure to be as light on my feet as possible to lessen the noise. Not that that's going to do me all much good, but it's the thought that counts.

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Okay the hybrids got sick of my distracting way earlier than what would have been convenient.

"Okay guys, how we doing? Most of the hybrids have broken off to find y'all so you need to get it done fast if you haven't already," I said as I turned back on the earpiece.

"Ah, Maria, nice of you to join us again," Brandon was the first to speak, and by the malice in his voice, I can tell he is not happy with me.

"Yeah you little sh*t, welcome back," Rose chimed in.

Yeah. . . They've never been too fond of when I switch up the plan on them.

"Haha," I awkwardly laugh, "Are you guys almost ready?" I made sure to move on.

"We've been ready," Cali snapped.

"Well okay then, everything can move on as planned. Go out the assigned exits —"

"We know," I bet you can guess who snapped.

Geez.

"I know you know. Sorry, I just get carried away sometimes."

"Well —"

"Hey, where's Jason?" I cut her off.

(A/N: that moment you forget if one of your own protagonists' names is spelled Jayson or Jason because he's literally just Wolfie to you)

"He's right here," Happy's voice came through, "We just had to take his ear and microphone piece because he started freaking out when you stopped responding."

"I turned it off," I frowned.

"We all knew that but he kept yelling into it like an idiot."

"Dude!" I heard Wolfie yell at Happy.

I giggled, "Awww," I cooed.

"Yeah, awe it up," Stephan spoke up. "It was freaking annoying."

Wolfie growled in the background.

I stifled another laugh.

"Well, Can you tell him I said, uh. . . Um. . . Hi?" I cringed at my own awkwardness.

"Maria said hi," I heard Happy deliver.

. . . "He just glared at me," He reported.

I snorted, "Sounds about right."

"Alright enough chitchat, let's get going," Cali announced.

I nodded, "Agreed, while you're spreading the powder, run as fast as you can and avoid as much confrontation as possible."

Since each pair of people — except for Cali, she's on her own — are taking a different exit — okay, I feel like it's important to specify that putting Cali on her own was not my doing, it was the others — the powder will be spread enough to bring down the mainframe of the facility and the rest will fall with it.

Wolfie will have to manage without me.

"I'll meet you all out there," I told them.

"You better," I could imagine Rose's glare.

I smiled, "I will."

"Good luck everyone," I heard Wolfie finish off.

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Rose's POV

D@mn, I didn't know I could run this fast.

I guess being chased by hybrids really awakens the track star in all of us.

I looked over at my love as he emptied his respective bag of explosive powder along the floor of this h3ll hole.

I had to stifle a giggle.

He's all frantic and waving the bag around like a fool.

I smiled. My fool.

My smile immediately fell when I looked back ahead of me.

I guess it could have been worse. We could be running straight into hybrids.

. . . But this is pretty sh*t too.