Olivia’s POV
It feels odd returning to Herold’s pack lands. It’s still dark so the streets are bare and the shops are closed, but it changes nothing. I press my cheek against the window of Alpha Herold’s sports car and feel the engine purr at we creep through the empty streets of my old home.
Nothing seems to have changed, but in the same respect, everything has changed.
“Where are you going?” I breathe, my warm breath on the window. Herold has pulled off the main road, but not the one that leads to his packhouse. “I thought we were going to your house, Alpha Herold. Where are you going?”
He leans back in his seat, his eyes catching mine in the reflection of the window glass. “You seem familiar with the roads in my pack, Queen Luna.”
I shift
