The moment we drove through the large gates of the McCall mansion, my heart started beating so fast I could hear it in my ears.
I had seen big houses before, but entering felt so wrong.The mansion looked like something out of a movie — wide lawns, tall iron fences, and men everywhere.
Not ordinary men.
Werewolves.
I could feel their energy the moment we passed the gate.
Each one of them stared at us as we drove in, their eyes following every move we made. Some of them whispered to each other, probably wondering who I was or why Scott had brought me here.
I tried not to look nervous, but it wasn’t easy. My palms were already sweating.
Scott glanced at me and smiled. “You’re fine, okay? Don’t worry. My father’s going to like you. And if he doesn't..”
I paused and stared at his fa
