~Atticus~
Silas’s eyebrows raise as I lead Elara briskly towards the car. We still have the element of surprise in our favor, but if we linger too long, someone might come after her. Her father, maybe, or even the Alpha. Someone might think she’s acting rashly and convince her to take some time to reconsider. I don’t want to take that chance.
“Drive,” I instruct as soon as Elara and I are settled in the back seat. Silas obeys, questions swimming in his eyes but none coming out of his mouth as he focuses on the task at hand. We peel away from the pack house just as some of the security guards exit the building, Beta Stallen between them.
They’re too late.
“Where are we going?” Silas asks, his eyes darting to the rear-view mirror to make sure we’re not being followed.
“The club.” It’s
