Sapphire
It took them a little over an hour to get to the Warren pack house. If Sapphire wasn't so worried for the pack, since it was recently under attack, she would've yelled at Gabb to slow the frick down.' On the expressway, he clocked in at about ninety-five miles per hour. That was a good thirty-five more miles than Sapphire had planned to ever go in her lifetime.
It scared the living s**t out of her.
They pulled around the circle drive and Gabb parked the SUV only a little way down from the path to the front door of the pack house. He strode past the front doors and out of sight. Sapphire barely had enough time to glance at the stone designs and wrap-around front porch before she was whisked inside.
Dawn gripped her hand tightly, almost as if he was afraid that she'd get whisked
