The plane landed in West Yellowstone Airport and I was more than eager to get off the plane and stretch my legs. Generally werewolves and lycans hated flying, our creatures loathed the feeling of being cooped up in an aluminium container for hours on hours, it was against their very nature.
We went through TSA before we were led to a different part of the airport. I spied Neil and a few other men belonging to my security detail. He stepped forward, bowing.
“Welcome back Prime Silverstone.”
“Thank you Neil.”
Another took mine and Liam's bags before we were led out of the airport to a small convoy. I got in and Liam followed suit.
I sent Jacob a text letting him know I was back and on my way to Yellowstone before settling in for the drive.
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We drove into Yellowstone and a wave
