incredulous.
"Of course it is, Jesus. I know this isn't ideal, but we're not letting Freddy get in the way of this, no matter how much he wants to."
"Is that what this is about, you think? Stopping the wedding?" Rosie had been trying to figure out exactly what Freddy planned to gain from crashing Dina's nuptials, but she hadn't been able to put her finger on it yet.
"You remember how obsessed he was, right?" Dina fell gratefully into the deep sofas that sat just next to reception, massaging her temples and attempting to wring out her hair. "I have to assume he's here to try and fuck things up with me and Tom."
"How are you so calm about all of this?" Rosie shook her head. "If this was me…"
"Trust me, when you find the right person, even terrible exes won't matter," she shrugged. "No matter what they try and do to you."
Rosie half-nodded in acknowledgement. Six months ago, she would have said the same thing, but that was because she was in that smugly perfect relationship. Now, she had no idea what that must feel like.
Suddenly, a yell came from just behind them. Rosie's head whipped round- it was the same voice she'd heard when they were down on the beach, she was certain. Her eyes practically boggled out of her head when she saw who it was- Maya, one of the other bridesmaids, was sprinting at full pelt up towards the hotel- and hot on her tail was a snarling wolf. And it was gaining on her.
Maya was gesturing desperately towards the door, and Rosie realized at the last second what she wanted. Springing out of her seat, she darted forward and yanked it open- Maya shot pas the threshold, and Rosie just managed to get the door shut before the wolf slammed hard against the glass. The entire window rattled, as Maya picked herself up off the floor, gasping. Dina hurried over to her, but Rosie found herself staring down at the animal she had just shut out.
She had never met a shifter before in real life, let alone one who was already in their animal form, and doubly let-alone one who was hungry for blood. She found herself frozen to the spot as she stared at the creature, it's eyes flashing almost fully gold, as it slowly, painfully dragged itself to it's feet and peered up at her. The wind and rain were whipping it's fur in every direction, and it bared it's teeth and pressed it's muzzle up against the glass once again before it turned and shot off across the hills and out of Rosie's eye line. A shiver shot down Rosie's back as she watched the wolf vanish across the horizon. And then she remembered who else was out there.
"Where are the others?" Rosie demanded, turning to Dina. Maya was conferring intimately with one of the groomsmen, and didn't look like she needed any more attention. "Are they still out there?"
"Of course they are," Dina replied, her voice bizarrely calm considering what she'd just seen. "They're fine, trust me, they can take care-"
"I'm going out there," Rosie shook her head. "Did you see that thing?"
"Did you?" Dina shot back, immediately getting between Rosie and the door. "You can't go out there, you'll get killed."
"Have you seen Win yet?," Rosie pointed out. "How many of them are here? Four? Five? More? And he's out there all alone?"
"I don't know," Dina admitted, "I'm trying not to think about that."
One of the groomsmen- Rick, maybe?- turned to them, apparently just tuning in to their conversation. He had arrived back a few minutes after Maya, and it was only now that Rosie noticed the cut across his chest.
"Seven. We found where they were hiding, chased them out- but they're still on the island."
"Seven?" Rosie exclaimed in horror. "And Jesus, what the hell did they do to you?"
"Nothing," Rick looked down at his chest, and Rosie did a double-take- the cut was gone, leaving only a few splashes of blood to indicate that it had been there at all in the first place. He looked back up at Rosie, his face serious. "You need to forget about them for now. We need