Chapter 91

MILA

I stood near the end of the hall, looking at the identical doors before us. I tried sensing which room Arianna was in but the scent in the air was vaguely familiar.

“I’m back.” Laura said, leaning against the wall.

“That was fast.” I said, suspiciously. I made her take her bag of instruments to her car. Watching her trudge it out of the dining room made me think it was going to take her longer.

“I didn’t want to miss the fun, so I stash it in one of those artsy bushes.” I couldn’t hide my surprise. “Don’t worry, it’s inconspicuous.”

“I’m just going to assume you know what that word means. And why did you bring the goggles, Laura?” I asked, eyeing the gear on her head.

“You never know when you might need them,” she replied, unbothered.

“We are werewolves, Laura,” I reminded her. “We can see in the dark.”

“True, but it completes the outfit,” Laura said with a shrug.

Before I could argue, one of the doors opened, and we instinctively ducked around the corner. A woman and a man stumb