Izzy’s POV
The next morning was very tense, but nobody wanted to talk about my little misadventure in the middle of the night. Nor was I told the outcome of what happened to the human who attacked me, although it wasn’t very hard to guess. Very likely, he is now dead. If not, I’m sure the guys would have made sure he was unlikely to be a repeat offender.
The snow had stopped, but the highway wasn’t opened yet. The plows were still working to get things clear, and then spray the roads with de-icer.
“You may as well go and enjoy a few hours of skiing in the fresh powder since we can’t go immediately,” Dante says, although he doesn’t exactly sound thrilled about out it. “Just make sure you stay close to Robbie and King Douglas, alright? My knee is bruised up and too painful for skii
