Third-person narration.
“Mistress, please, alpha Denver is following us.” The terrified driver said to Gina with a shivering voice.
He would rather not get in trouble for something that was not any of his business.
“Just keep driving,” said Gina, staring out the window, not wanting to hear anything about it.
They had crossed their pack borders and were heading toward human territory.
Denver, on the other hand, was boiling in rage as he was eager to see who Gina was going to meet with.
His brothers, who were in a car a bit far off, were chasing after them too, trying to call him, so they could calm him down and talk to him, but he didn't pick up their calls. He was too angry.
After about ten minutes of car chasing and trailing, Gina eventually got tired and asked the driver to stop a
