Melanie's POV
After getting into the car, I drove straight toward the Razor Pack.
Leaving the city streets and the human areas, the night deepened. The car headlights sliced the shadows of the trees along the highway into segments.
I drove up the private road, and the outline of the main estate came into view.
The old manor was only partially lit at night, the windows like half-closed eyes.
By the time I got there, it was completely dark.
Inside, besides the omgeas, only Moira was present.
Notified that I had arrived, she set down her cup and personally came out of the living room to greet me.
When she saw me walk in alone, the smile on her face paused noticeably. "Where's Trista?" she asked.
Archer not riding with me was normal, but Trista usually came back with me.
Since my ank
