Page 48 of Wolf Cursed
With a few minutes to kill before heading down, I picked up my phone and scrolled through a couple of texts from Idrissa I’d apparently missed.
Uh-ohhh. Word on the street is the cat—or dog—is out of the bag.
I stared, wide-eyed, at her words. Idrissa knew about Kai and Oscar?
Then I read the next text.
Shit. Now you know that I know.
I couldn’t help but snort at that.
Isaac made me keep the secret. Be mad at him.
I shook my head and clicked on a text from Isaac.
Drissa is full of shit. It was all part of her “tough love” plan to keep you in the dark. Let’s do each other’s hair and talk shit about her. Call me.
Being friends with the twins would never be boring, at least.
I was just about to head downstairs when my phone rang. I grabbed my phone, answering it without even looking.
“You’re both in trouble,” I said, not even caring whether it was Idrissa or Isaac.
But the voice on the other end was definitely not a twin. Or anyone else I ever wanted to hear from in this lifetime.
“I’d say it’s you who’s in trouble, Miss Langford.”
My stomach dropped, and I gripped the phone tightly against my ear.
“Vorack,” I managed.
“You didn’t think I’d forget about you, did you?”
Rage coated my fear, heating my skin, and I gritted my teeth.
“Right back at ya, asshole. I’m not going to forget what you did to my father.”
“Good. Let that serve as a lesson,” he said, his voice dropping into something much more sinister. “You owe me, and if you don’t pay, that same fate awaits you too.”
“Your debt was with my father. Not me.”
“A debt unpaid gets passed to the next able body,” he said. “That’s how my business works.”
“Your business, huh? Wonder what the authorities would think of that business? Maybe I should let them know.”
“You have fire in you,” he said, his voice deadly now. Hungry. Like any moment he was going to reach through the phone and wrap his hands around my throat. “I’m going to enjoy breaking you of that before I extract what you owe me.”
“Fuck you,” I whispered, my confidence waning.
“Precisely.”
I shuddered. “I left town,” I said. “You won’t find me.”
“Challenge accepted, little bird. I’ll hunt you down. And when I do, I’ll enjoy this payment much more than my others.”
The call ended.
I stood, shaking with a mixture of rage and fear, for a long time before I finally made my way down to the office.
