Heather thinks I'm crazy

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[Dylan] When the car stopped in the driveway, I froze. “What? What is it?” Heather questioned as she stared at me. The look of fear on her face made me react as I jumped up. “Who is it?” she asked as she looked toward the window. “I don’t know. Do you recognize the truck?” I asked her but Heather quickly shook her head. I couldn’t see into the truck since the windows were tinted, but I listened closely. “Do you want to come in?” a female asked, and I knew it was Samara. Who was she talking to? Was it the Alpha, Evan? “I mean, you don’t have to,” she hurriedly added. “Another time. Who is the man who lives here?” I recognized Evan’s voice and while I was happy that he wouldn’t be coming inside, I was concerned that he was asking about me and I silently hoped Samara wouldn’t say my n

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