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Everything inside me tensed as I realized what Larissa had just said.

Bayla's bi-colored eyes began to sparkle with intrigue, while Julie's widened before darting discreetly to me.

No. They couldn't go that far. Didn't they know any boundaries?

Miles cleared his throat. “I don't think that's a good idea.”

“Chicken,” Larissa snorted, tightening her neat dark blonde ponytail.

Miles rose from the windowsill.

“You seem to be forgetting that this is the house of the dogs. They’ll tear Bayla apart if she goes rummaging around in there.”

Fuck you, Miles.

But yes… And how they would.

Bayla gave him a defiant look.

“What other choice do we have?”

This girl…

Larissa stood next to her friend before speaking.

“We need answers, Miles.”

“Do what you want, but don't say I didn't warn you.”

He shook his head and paced the room again, which significantly increased the nervousness in my stomach.

Couldn't he just stand still?

“Okay. Do you by any chance know if it's easy to get into his room? Does he lock it?”

Larissa looked at Bayla, who seemed to be seriously considering breaking into Alarik's apartment.

I couldn't believe it...

“Guys, can we discuss this another time?”

Julie was fumbling with her hands, her face paler than ever.

No. I wanted to know what they were up to so I could decide whether to thwart their plans before they had to face worse consequences.

“Why, Julie? Let them talk about it. To be honest, I find it entertaining to listen to how they plan to break into the dogs' den,” Miles chuckled, and Julie looked back in my direction.

Anger rose inside me.

How could he talk so disrespectfully about my family?! He annoyed me, even though I wasn't officially present.

“I mean... We have no questionable intentions,” Larissa said, raising her hands and brows while pursing her lips into a kissing mouth.

I pressed my lips together in anger.

Everything inside me wanted to kick open the cabinet doors and confront them all. But Miles was there. And he was the last person I wanted to be confronted with today. It was enough that he was torturing me by sneaking around here like an annoying cat.

“Okay, wait. I might be able to find a way. Best leave it to me,” Bayla said, closing her notebook and putting it back into her bag.