• The • Rise • Of • The • Shapeshifters •

Chapter Twenty One~ Shut Up and Let Me Protect You.

I haven't updated in like FOREVER so... here ya go! Sorry times a million!

~ KimZee✨ 💜✨

Alecia's PoV.

I sat by the willow tree and watched them argue.

"It's not the same as having ice cream and pickles." Michelle protested crossing her arms.

"You're right," Dario said mockingly conceding, "that does sound quite delightful. May I recommend an all nighter bathroom break for the impending diarrhea?"

Michelle threw her arms up in exasperation then laid back in the grass as Dario smirked triumphantly.

"Michelle and Dario arguing again?" Lucien asked sitting next to me and interlacing our fingers.

"Yep."

It's been a routine for the past week now.

Lucien and Dario would meet us out here by the willow tree, we've been hanging out a lot. Trey stays quiet most of the time, he still hasn't warmed up to them.

"Ally!" Michelle yelled in a high pitched childish voice, "tell Dario to leave me alone!"

"Dario?"

"Yo."

"How's it going man?"

"Great, you?"

"I'm awesome."

Michelle rolled her eyes got up and went to sit by Trey.

"So..." I started off saying.

"So..." Dario countered.

"We're just gonna ignore the elephant in the room?" Trey said eyeing both Lucien and Dario.

"Did you just call me fat?" Dario said hugging his midsection.

"That statement is pointless. We're not in a room and neither of us are elephants. Well I'm not, I won't swear for Dario." Lucien said propping his leg up and slinging his arm on it. "What's on your mind?" He asked looking at Trey.

Dario sniffed. "I'm not fat..."

Lucien patted him on the back. "Of course you're not honey." He smirked.

Dario grinned. "Thanks sweetie."

"I'm gonna hurl." Michelle said.

"That's what you get for having icecream and pickles." Dario said lowly then shrugged.

"Nah it's a result from your bromance." She said smirking.

"It's been really quiet the past week." Trey said cutting in.

"Yeah." Dario said shrugging. "So?"

"So? The Mass Murderers Committee just decided to take a vacay?"

Lucien stilled beside me. "We've been over this. There are other things to worry about. The Venatores isn't one of them." He plucked a small wildflower and stuck it in my hair.

I blushed.

"Then why have you been insisted on me training?" I asked him.

Lucien and Dario have been hell bent on me, Aunt Jessica and Grandma to train, though they never said why or did they ever watch.