POV: Heather

“What the hell are you doing?” I asked her furiously, jerking her so hard to get her to snap out of it. Her eyes came back to normal and she glared furiously at me, turning with her lycan speed to threaten me with her look.

“Are you fucking insane, Heather?

Do you have a death wish?

Can’t you smell the danger lurking in the dark, can’t you see that we are not supposed to be here?

You should have let me speak with Xander, we need his help to get out of here?” She yelled at my face. More like crying out in frustration because she doesn’t want...