Chapter 65

Danica’s POV

I have so many questions to ask Scarface right now. Like why am I needed at the Pack house when I just officially got my free week? But for now? I couldn’t wait to be out of Finn’s sight.

So I simply nodded without questions. He slowly inclined his head to the path he just came through, indirectly telling me to go first.

‘Such a gentle, not so gentleman.’ I was tempted to say out loud but I simply smirked in amusement.

But my first step was suddenly halted when Finn’s voice sliced through the air again.

“Danica, I’m not done talking,” he pointed, clearly glaring at Scarface like the poor guy killed the Moon goddess herself.

“Well I’m done listening to you, Finn. Besides, I don’t think we’re close enough to exchange words like we’re in the ultimate court of law,” I retorted sharply, the exhaustion mild yet clear in my tone.

Scarface probably noticed it because right then he urged me to keep walking. And I did that without