#Chapter 59: Second Thoughts

Sofia Sofia felt ridiculous. She was sitting in the passenger side seat of her own car, wearing a balaclava that was messing up her hair, and listening to the steady clack clack of Dana’s nails on her steering wheel. She thought she was going to go insane. They were sitting in the alley, waiting for Almara and Arthur to appear. It had taken three days for Arthur to find her. Apparently he had camped outside of where she was, shirking off his duties as alpha. It had been enough for Sofia to question if what they were doing was the right thing. Dana checked her phone for the hundredth time. She’d been doing that ever since Arthur had sent her a quick text to let her know that he had gotten Almara and was taking her to the restaurant that Dana had recommended. It shouldn’t be too much longer before they would be here. “Sofia, I must ask you once again to reconsider. You don’t need to do this,” Sofia’s manager said from the backseat. Sofia rolled