Two days later, I was preparing my suitcase. I would be away from the company and the city for three whole days, and still with the person I had a great chance of marrying. Edmon had taken my patience, wanting to know where I was going and with whom. I withheld all information. I had to put a limit on that guy. Maybe he was just angry about the amount of paper I'd left for him to finish.
I was more excited than I expected. It seemed like I was acting like this was my vacation, where I would only have happy days and adventures. I had to remind myself that the entire point of the trip was to get an out-of-control wolf under control.
“Ready for adventures?” Arvel asked when he parked in front of the house. He had another car with him; probably one of his vast collection, which I'm sure he m
