As the car turned onto a winding road, Clara's anxiety spiked. Where were they going? And what would happen when they got there?
She glanced at Alec, but he seemed just as clueless as she was. The only one who seemed to know what was going on was the Alpha, and he wasn't telling.
"We've talked about this Father," Alec whispered to his father, his face bowed.
"We have?" Alpha Rowan scoffed, turning to his son in hypocritical amazement. Alec kept shut after that, knowing that his father would act that way.
Clara's eyes darted between Alec and his father, not having an inch of an idea what they were talking about. The Alpha's face was a mask of calm, more like someone who had finally won a long-fought battle.
Silence stretched on, the car making its way round the streets, until Clara sig
