Camilla's POV
Guards were waiting for us at the car side as Jace and I marched towards there. He wanted to hold my hand, but I refused. I pulled out the paper on which he had written the list of instructions to follow, and I continued to revise them.
We were finally ushered into the car, and the door slammed shut. Beta Jace was sitting next to me while an old-aged man drove the car out of the pack. I saw three black SUVs following the SUV we were in. Same car, same size, same color. They did this on purpose.
As soon as the car got into motion, Beta Jace glanced at the paper I was reading and cleared his throat. He hugged my shoulders, and realizing I didn't complain, he started to talk to me. We were the only two people in the back seats.
"Little Camilla," he said and offered a bright
