VERA'S POV
The car hummed softly as it moved. I sat in the back, staring out the window and lost in my thoughts. The sky was gray and heavy this morning, just like my mood. The driver was an annoyingly quiet man, one of the pack warriors that accompanied us to Ashwood. And now he along with a few others were escorting me home. Alone. In silence. They didn’t try to make conversation, which suited me fine. I wasn’t really in the mood to talk, to be honest. I think I woke up on the wrong side of the bed.
The morning had been chaotic. I’d planned to ask Draven about the talk he'd had with alpha Kael last night, but everything changed when I woke up to find my belongings already packed and waiting. The man driving me now had been standing there, holding my bags, and waiting. Draven barely ack
