Chapter 30: “How Do You Plan On Thanking Me?”

Ivy's POV

I’m on my way out of the pack house when I see Erick hovering by the doorway.

My heart plummets, and I suddenly feel myself filled with panic at the sight of him. I lower my head and avert my gaze, trying to walk past him quickly so he has no idea I’m here.

I have no intention whatsoever of talking to him–unless the words I’m speaking are the last words he’ll ever hear.

Just as I’m about to pass him by, though, I feel the barest brush of fingertips on my shoulders.

Mood Goddess, save me.

“You look beautiful today, Ivy,” Erick says in that casually flippant tone of his as he leers at me, looking me up and down with a gaze that makes my skin crawl.

I purse my lips and do my best not to dignify him with a response. I don’t want to engage with him. By the look in his eyes, though, he’s eager to keep engaging with me, and I can already feel the awkward sting of whatever horrible pickup line he has locked and loaded.

Just as Erick opens his mouth to speak again, though, Veron