Chapter 87

Elena

I held my phone in my hands—waiting for Victoria’s text. It had been days, but there was still no message about the stick.

“Lena.”

I flinched hearing the voice of the person I despised the most and almost jumped from my chair. “P-Panther?” I brushed my hair to the side, appearing as casual as possible. “I thought you were…out.”

“Yes, out.” He slowly stepped closer and released a chuckle. “You would like that, wouldn’t you?”

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I held in my breath as Panther stood in front of me with only a few inches between us.

“Did I do something to make you feel uncomfortable?” Panther’s finger moved to a strand of my hair. “Elena, do I seem scary to you?”

“No, of course not!”

He shot me a strange look and knocked his fist on my forehead. “So all this time, I’ve been worrying over nothing? I’m glad to hear that.” He said. “Especially since I’ve had your back since the beginning and kept your secret for a long time.”

A shiver curled down my spine.

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