Kiara's POV
As soon as we stepped out of the pack house, I threw my keys towards Amara, who caught them with ease. "I don't want to see a scratch on her!" I teased, before flashing her a grin. Amara chuckled in response, "We both know who the better driver is, why else would Ma let you hitch a ride with Paxton?"
I gave Amara a playful stern look, but my cheeks betrayed me as they turned pink with embarrassment. Grace, who was standing beside us, rolled her eyes at our banter before reminding us of our purpose.
"Paxton, I think it would be best if you lead the way to the Council. As an alpha, they would expect you to arrive first," Grace said while giving him a knowing look. Though I couldn't decipher what the look meant, I shrugged it off, and Paxton agreed to the suggestion.
As Grace
