86. Draka's POV
The ride out of the thick entwined trees that cover our house seems very peaceful to me, for reasons that I don't even know.
After we have gone past the trees, I keep looking out of the window as the driver turns the car to the deserted tarred road.
He turns up the volume and the smooth music starts to fill the car. I sit with my back resting against the cold leather of the seat and my fingers tap against each other.
“Are you okay back there, ma'am?” The driver adjusts the mirror to get a clear look at me. “Please, if you need anything, don't hesitate to speak to me about it. The Alpha has insisted that you are very comfortable.”
“I'm comfortable, thank you.” I say. “How long till we get to the Blackstone pack?”
“An hour tops.” He says. “We live quite far away fr
