Skye's POV
Once we landed in England, Dad had a security team waiting to bring us home. Eight black SUVs were lined up on the road. I should have known he would go extreme after everything he knew about the attack back in Diana's home pack. But I didn't think he'd go this far.
Diana, Nathan and myself were hurriedly rushed to the two cars in the middle. Me, Diana and Nathan were placed in a car, and the warriors and guards who came home with us, they were put in another.
We sat in the cars for a little bit longer than I'd like while the men loaded up our luggage. Diana kept giving me looks–Looks that told me she was already over being pampered by all the people around us. I only know that because the passenger in the front seat opposite the driver had asked her three times if she needed
