MINA
I could tell something was off the moment we got inside the car.
It felt like I was swallowing stones with every breath. Calista was dead asleep, sprawled in Corvin’s arms like a corpse as she lost a fight to intoxication. I sat beside them in the backseat, her head lolling dangerously close to my shoulder. Rowena was up front, stiff and silent, facing the windshield.
Ezra, Elias’ Beta, was the only normal one. He had greeted us politely, opened the car door for us, and even apologized for not coming sooner. He stopped where the roads became too narrow and steep, and the moment Rowena stepped out of the car, I felt her mood again.
We walked the rest of the way, the wind cold and the forest eerily quiet. Still, she didn’t speak. Corvin didn’t speak. Even the unconscious Calista d
