Aurora's POV
The windows are cracked and someone's phone is playing music too loud from the back seat, and Milo is in the middle of a very serious argument with the wolf next to him, a broad-shouldered soldier named Reese, about whether it's possible to out-eat the head chef's brother at the annual pie contest.
"Nobody's beaten him in six years," Reese says. "It's not humanly possible."
"We're not human," Milo points out.
"It's not wolfishly possible either."
"I could do it."
"You threw up after four slices last year."
"That was food poisoning."
"That was pie poisoning. You poisoned yourself with pie."
The whole car erupts, and even the driver, an older soldier who hasn't said a word since we left the house, cracks the ghost of a smile in the rearview mirror.
Nova leans forward b
