The day before Drew returned, Liana was all but kicked out of the pack house. The omegas were terrified of her and her suspicious nightly routines, the ruling council members immediately turned in the opposite direction when they caught even a shadow of her presence, and even Jason was getting worried at the ungodly amount of time she spent within her room.
"Don't come back before dinner time," Jason turned his face to the side and shouted over the wind, his bike racing smoothly towards the pack's city centre. "Everything you buy, you leave it with the shopkeepers and instruct them to deliver the bags themselves."
"Why don't you just join me?" she whined, pouting, but he couldn't see her through her helmet. She groaned, already regretting her choice of fancy heels and a mini sundress.
