MARCEL'S POV
River Bay Pack. I gazed at the huge welcome sign board in the distance. My eyes remained expressionless as the car zoomed past. Half an hour ago, I received a call from the Alpha. My omega is supposed to be here. My fingers tightened on the wheel. Over the past years, I had to endure a series of fake leads. To the extent that now, somehow I didn't feel the thrill of a victory near. For all I know, it could be another fake lead, another desperate attempt for attention.
But then why was my heart beating in anticipation? I forced the thought out of my head and focused on the road. That's when I noticed the unusual absence of people. The guards in the back seat grunted like they noticed the same thing. And just as I was about to think deeper into it, we arrived at the packed squ
