BRITNEY'S POV
I slid into the passenger seat, my eyes widening in surprise. “How did you know where I live?” I asked.
Janette flashed a playful grin. “I have my ways,” She teased, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
I raised an eyebrow, skeptical. “But how did you..”
Janette interrupted me, her eyes fixed on the road ahead. “My brother is your personal GPS, apparently,” She said with a chuckle.
My eyes narrowed, intrigued. “Your brother?” I repeated.
“He asked me to swing by and pick you up, take you back to the pack house.” She nodded.
“What!” I exclaimed, my voice echoing in the car. Alpha Jordyn could be so unbelievable, why would he even bother to do that?
Janette's expression remained serene, her eyes fixed on the road. The silence that followed was oppressive, punctuated only
