Mariam’s POV
“What are we going to do?” I asked, panicking, while looking—unconsciously—at Tiffany.
“What else do you think, nerd? We need to get out of here,” she replied, sounding very agitated.
“Alright, alright, girls, Tiffany, please,” Anthony interjected, stepping between us. “We’re two lycans and one soon-to-be wolf,” he said, glancing at Robert, who didn’t seem too pleased by the comment. “In any case, we were already set on confronting these guys, who must be the same ones who took Mariam’s friend.”
“Melany,” I corrected, reminding everyone of her name, though Robert probably had it memorized better than I did.
“Exactly,” Anthony continued. “Let’s take advantage of the fact that Red Hawk is taking a nap to ambush these guys. What do you think?”
The blood boiled in my veins,
