Amanda’s pov.
The drive to Madeline’s studio is completely silent.
Ivy’s face is glued to her phone and her lips are twisted in a displeased scowl, Damon is sitting in the passenger seat and has been mostly quiet the entire day, the car’s driver is a large man with dark blue eyes, tanned skin and a bald head, the few times he spoke, he spoke in a deep, gruff voice with a southern accent, I noticed the slight sneer on his face when he first saw me and I also noticed how he carefully ignored me. I’d been here long enough that I’d come to expect disdain as a default from these Lycans.
I wrinkled my nose at his bald head before turning my attention to the scenery, I tried to focus on the beauty of the city as the car whizzed past. Tall buildings, tiny restaurants tucked away between them, t
