Irene’s POV
We left at 3 a.m.
Reagan came to the guarded room and told the warriors his father had changed his mind and wanted to see me immediately. They bought it. Or maybe they were too scared to question the future Alpha. Either way, they stepped aside.
I grabbed a small bag with some clothes and my phone. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking. Reagan took my hand and pulled me through the back hallways. We moved fast and quiet, hearts pounding so loud I was sure someone would hear us. When we reached the garage, he picked one of the black SUVs that didn’t have a tracker. We got in and he started the engine.
The second the gate closed behind us, I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding.
We drove in silence for the first twenty minutes. The road was dark and empty. Reagan kept one h
