Natalie's heartbeat picked up as she watched the faces of the wolves in front of her. "What's going on?" she asked.
"Follow us," said Matt as he and Paul made their way out the main door and down the flights of stairs. On reaching the bottom, they led her into the concealed parking lot where she stopped dead. She couldn't see what the problem was, but she knew that Dominic, Davina, Talon, Trevor, and Ray were gathered around. She shrugged her way through them and gasped. The doors and windows of her Hyundai were covered in red spray paint. Worse, the red paint very clearly said 'Go Home West Slut'.
"Who. Did. This?" Her voice sounded quiet, toneless.
