"We just want to talk," the tallest one repeated, taking another step closer.

She had blonde hair pulled back in a sleek ponytail and eyes that reminded me of ice. The other two flanked her like guards, one with dark curls and a nasty smile, the other with red hair and a face full of freckles that should have looked friendly but didn't.

"Um, okay." I tried to keep my voice steady. "What did you want to talk about?"

"About you," the blonde said. "About how you waltzed into our pack and turned ...