The back window was ajar. Only slightly, like someone had tried to close it but didn’t quite succeed.
A breeze fluttered through the gap, carrying a scent that made my blood run cold.
I rushed forward and slammed it shut, latching it quickly, heart hammering. Just as I turned back around.......
“Hello, Caitlyn.”
I froze.
The voice was low. Familiar. Dripping with cruel amusement.
He stepped out from the shadows of the hallway. Dark hair. That smug smirk. The Gamma.
My throat tightened.
He looked me up and down, eyes settling on the covered mark at my neck.
“So it’s true. He marked you.”
He let out a cold laugh.
“You always were easy to manipulate.”
I didn’t answer. I couldn’t give him the satisfaction of fear.
I held my ground, fingers curling into fists at my sides.
“You h
