Bella pulled into the gas station. She sighed, rolling her shoulders back as she stepped out of her vehicle. The new leather still smelled fresh every time she opened the door, and she couldn’t help but admire the frame of her car even now. It wasn’t just a car...it was a statement.
Alexander had gotten it for her only a few days ago for her birthday, and though she had pressed the matter herself, she still relished the envious looks she caught from pack members who whispered behind her back.
She set the nozzle into the tank and watched the numbers climb on the pump when a voice called from behind her.
“Bella.”
She turned, one hand still braced on the car, and her eyes landed on Elder Gerald. He was striding toward her from the opposite pump, his expression neutral but sharp in the wa
