78 Tiara and The Sisterhood of the Damned

Austin and Eric jumped into the back of Dakota's pickup truck and we headed over to Tiara's house. Even though it was November and getting cold out, both Eric and Austin seemed comfortable. Shifters never seemed to get cold, even in a glaring snowstorm with frigid temperatures. Being shifters had it's benefits.

"Do you think Tiara knows about her aunt being in a cult?" Dakota asked, glancing over at me. 

I sighed. "I truly hope not. I'd hate to think that she's sworn allegiance to the Devil."

Dakota nodded. "Well, we're about to find out." I told him where hot to get there, and soon we pulled up in front of her house, a white, two-story.

The guys hopped out of the truck, but I thought it may be best if I went to the door. This way, her parents would be a bit less apprehensive with all these guys coming over to see her. 

"Wait here," I told the guys. "I'll be right back."