Zayde's Point of View
I quickly answer my father's text before slipping my phone back into my pocket. As I lean back against my truck, with my arms folded in front of my chest, my eyes scan over my surroundings. All around me, people are organizing their things, getting ready for us to head out.
Footsteps approach from behind me and Jason comes to stand next to me, leaning his arms on the tailgate of my truck.
"They are almost ready. I made sure to have a security detail on every vehicle, and Ronan’s team is handling the rear perimeter."
He says, scanning the warriors and I nod my head.
"Good. We don't need to take any chances."
"You really think someone might try to intercept?"
I shrug.
"Honestly, I don’t know. Better safe than sorry."
Jason is quiet for a second, then he lets o
