Chapter 63
"Who were they?" I ask as she pulls onto the rode that leads back to Farley's house. She does not answer. "Stella!"
Stella pulls over into the grass. "Tristan and Rosalyn. They're from one of the packs around here."
"So they're not a threat? Why did you make me panic?" I ask in one breath.
"Because they're horrible!" Stella screeches. "Plus, if Rosalyn would have realized who you are, she would have never shut up about Liam."
My eyebrows furrow together, "What does she know about Liam?"
"Only that she dated him when they were, like, twelve." Stella shrugs and my stomach twists.
"Liam said he didn't have any previous girlfriend." They were twelve, Ronnie, chill.
"Well, she thought she was dating him but Liam didn't really care. Tristan is her best friend and too gay to function." Stella snickers at her own joke though I find the comment offensive. Stella realizes my confusion and adds, "Mean Girl

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