#Chapter 18 - So Hard To Spoil

Dominic’s car rumbled as he drove us, the familiar scent of leather and pine a small comfort in the anxiety that clung to me. He’d insisted on driving me to Frostborne. Said he wouldn’t let me face them alone. I appreciated it and the fact that the whole drive was blissfully distracting. I had never thought that watching a man drive with utmost confidence was sexy until now. As we pulled up to the familiar driveway, a knot tightened in my stomach. Even from this distance, I could feel the weight of the pack’s stares. The whispers started as soon as I stepped out of the car, a low, venomous hum that filled the air. The moving truck that followed pulled up behind us. We entered the house and I directed the moving crew to my room, waiting downstairs with Dominic. “Are you sure you want to wait here?” I nodded. I wasn’t going to let them run me away. “Traitor,” one voice hissed, sharp and clear despite the distance. “Where’s the Alpha?” another one called out, their voice