#Chapter 23: Something Wicked

Kayla I stood outside the guild hall, staring at the car that was waiting for me at the curb. The chilly evening wind whipped at my hair, making my cheeks flush red. “Call the driver and head home now,” he had said before leaving me standing there like a forgotten date. What a gentleman. Not! I curled my lip wryly and kicked a rock on the pavement, watching it skitter across the path. “Of course, I’ll just go home all by myself while you skulk around doing who-knows-what. Perfect plan, Alpha,” I muttered under my breath, crossing my arms tightly over my chest as I stomped down the stone steps. The driver gave me a polite smile and a little wave through the window as I approached the car, but I ignored it. I wasn’t ready to leave just yet. Not without giving Nicholas a piece of my mind—or at least finding a new rock to kick. As I turned to glare one last time at the guild hall, I suddenly realized something. My scarf wasn’t around my neck. I must hav