“I won’t come all the way out there to get you,” I heard Will growl as I stood just outside the kitchen. I clenched my fists. The intercom. He’d found her. Every room in the house, including the garden shed, had an intercom. He must’ve figured out the same as me. She didn’t have anywhere else to run. “Oh, yes, you will!” she snarled back, challenging him. “You’re the pack’s dog. Come fetch, little dog!” I couldn’t help the curl of my lips. Good girl.
