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I open the door and come face to face with two members of the pack security team.
Chapter 25
Sophia Hope
Wyatt and George.
I recognize them instantly and muster up my most annoyed look. “What do you want? Do you have any idea what time it is?”
The two of them stare at me, visibly taken aback by my appearance. “Have you been home all evening?”
I glare at them. “What do you think? Yeah, I’ve been watching TV and having dinner.”
“You expect us to believe that?“ George says, but he doesn’t sound very sure of himself.
I stare at him. “What is that supposed to mean? Do I look like I’m dressed to go into town? I’ve been home all night. Why are you even here?”
They look over my shoulder. “Are you alone?”
“Of course not,” I drawl sarcastically. “I always entertain guests looking like this.”
The two men flush, but Wyatt gathers his wits and gives me an angry look. “You’d better watch your tone around us, girl. Be grateful we’re still treating you with respect.”
My anger stirs at his words. “How else should I expect you to treat me? I’m a part of this pack. What other kind of treatment should you be giving me?”
Wyatt has always been one of those people who despises the existence of anything that isn’t a wolf. He has a special disdain toward humans, and there have been a couple of incidents where he lost control with them. As for me, a shifter with the inability to change into her wolf form, he considers me the worst of the worst. But ever since Noah expressed an interest in me, Wyatt has been forced to back off from his usual harassment of me.
That’s probably why he looked so eager when I opened the door.
“A thing like you shouldn’t even—”
“Wyatt!” George growls at him, a flash of fear appearing in his eyes. It confuses me, but Wyatt seems to understand the silent communication, and he shuts up.
“Are you sure you didn’t leave your apartment tonight, Sophia?” George’s voice is slightly polite now.
“Yes, I’m sure. I’ve been watching a game show and doing a skin care routine, as you can see. I was in the middle of dinner when you knocked.”
“Pretty late to be having dinner,” Wyatt snaps.
I raise my eyebrows at him. “Now you’re going to tell me when I’m allowed to eat?”
“Wyatt…” The warning edge to George’s tone has Wyatt falling silent again. George looks uneasy, but he takes a step back. “Alright. Sorry for disturbing you.”
He forces Wyatt to leave with him, and I can’t help myself: leaning through the doorway, I call after them, “Hey! You’re not even going to tell me what this was about?”
George stops, and then he says, “You’ll find out tomorrow morning.”
I close the door as they head down the stairs, and then I let out a long breath. Leaning back against the door, I sink to the ground, my legs unable to bear my weight. I have never been so terrified. But they seem to have bought into my lie about not having gone anywhere tonight. I pull off the face mask and press the heels of my hands against my eyes, trying to regulate my breathing.
I hear footsteps, and suddenly, Alex is crouching on the floor next to me.
“That went well. Better than I expected.”
I let out a sound that is a mixture of a sob and a laugh. “Always go on the offensive to throw off your opponent. But now they’re going to be wondering who it was that found Rita’s body.”
Alex sighs. “We may not have thrown them off your trail just yet. You need to be careful the next few days.”
“Careful, how?” I lower my hands, giving him an alarmed look. “There’s not much else I can do aside from denying that I was ever at the cottage.”