STELLA
The dinner was fun. I felt more at ease, and more people were being friendly to me now that Maddie didn’t make any more scenes. She still wasn’t happy every time Xavier touched my hand or paid any attention to me. But this time she managed to be civil.
We were enjoying our dessert when I heard a loud howl coming from outside. And then another. And one more.
Everyone jumped from their seats, some start to pull their clothes off, and others run away immediately.
“What’s going on?”, I ask Xavier and he looks at me, the tension in his eyes.
“Stella, get back to your room”, he says in that commanding tone of his that I hate, and he turns to Greg who is pulling off jeans right in front of everyone, “Greg, you check the north border with your group. Carter, South. Elle, East. Aron, W
