The hallway outside the ballroom was thankfully cooler and quieter than inside had been, but I could still hear the bass thumping faintly through the walls.
I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, enjoying the relative peace. Chelsea really picked her moments for maximum impact, but really I was just irritated that she had chosen me as the main target again.
I wasn't even with Kian anymore, and I had moved as far away from the pack as possible, cutting all ties. What more could I do to distance myself from their mess and for her to feel safe in her very own disaster zone?
I sighed and then let out a small laugh as Freja shook her head and scoffed.
"I suppose I was asking too much to have expected things to go differently."
"She's a disease at this point," Freja snorted, "
