53: STALKING YOU?

A N D R E A

A pained hiss slipped past my lips as I stumbled from the words, into the pack. Thankfully, no one was in sight as I walked. I wasn't ready for the questions or curious glances I was going to get.

I placed a hand on my heavily bleeding shoulder, my mouth curling into a wicked grin at the thought of what I had done to them. I had done so much worse.

Making sure no one could see me, I made my way further into the pack. It was already late at night, everyone should be asleep by now and that would give me easy entrance without being seen.

But as they say, not everything goes as planned right? I just had to see her. Again.

I came to a complete halt as a pair of hazel eyes stared at me in shock. “Andrea?” Her voice was filled with confusion and concern.

“I'm starting to think you only operate at night.” I gritted out through the pain. “What the hell are you doing out at this hour?”

“I should be asking you the same,” She retorted, raising a brow at me. “Are you okay?”

“Do I no