Talia's POV
"They're here again," George announces the arrival of the g**g, and I immediately figure they are his bullies. My heart pounds even though I haven't seen them, but I brace myself. "Talia, George needs you more than ever now, you can't let him down," I mutter.
Just then, I remember my bully group back in my Pack, the whispers and laughter, and everything else. Alpha Bran’s cold face flashes in my mind. My jaw tightens, and I force myself to breathe. Not this time. Not for him. "Talia, George needs you now. Don’t freeze," I mutter under my breath, steadying myself. "Stay calm," I say as I pat his back and turn to face the so-called group.
"What do you want from him?" I ask, slowly coming out of the house. They shift back fearfully. I guess they never expected to see me there.
