Frantically, I looked around for another option. I saw the door Fiana came in and tried to pull Richard toward it. We needed to get out without her seeing him.
“Heather, what’s wrong?” Richard asked.
He wasn’t moving and had a worried expression on his face. I glanced at the wall where the door was. I didn’t know how to tell him. It wasn’t sensible. I knew that, but I wasn’t marked yet.
Richard planned to mark me after we got home from our date. I knew I shouldn’t have agreed to this without being marked. Wounds like this don’t have the ability to understand what is a real threat and what is a manufactured one.
“Do you know Perdita and Wally?” Fiana asked.
I looked at her. Wally? I didn’t remember seeing anyone but the woman at the door. Fiana seemed concerned.
“That was Perdita and
