I didn’t answer.
Silence has a way of irritating people like Chloe far more than any insult. If I could, I would have been absentmindedly looking at my nails.
Her smile tightened slightly.
“You always were dramatic, Aria,” she continued, tilting her head. “Running off into the woods like some tragic heroine.”
She crouched near the bars, resting her elbows on her knees as she studied me.
“But I have to admit,” she added, her eyes glittering faintly in the torchlight, “I didn’t think you’d survive this long.”
Kara shifted inside me, a low rumble vibrating somewhere deep in my chest.
‘Jeez, her perfume makes me gag. Tell her to scoot off a bit or I’m going to throw up like that kid in the horror movie,’ my wolf muttered.
That part wasn’t hard to believe.
Chloe had always smelled like
