“Wait, what?” I turned to Aiden, taking on an accusatory tone. “When were you gonna tell me about bailing?”
Aiden held up his hands defensively, shaking his head as he spoke. “It--it was unexpected for me, too. Pops was chosen to host the…” He paused, as if trying to find the right words. “...to host a gathering of packs from across the state. It was last minute, I promise.”
He was purposefully avoiding dropping a name. Even now, he was keeping secrets from me. “Well, what about Laura? We can’t just keep throwing her curbside when something supernatural crops up,” I argued.
Clyde took a step towards me, getting uncomfortably close to my face. “That’s our life on the daily, safety-patrol. Not our fault you don’t like it.” He must’ve noticed the look of discomfort on my face, because h
