"So... What can I expect when we get there?" Isabel was reclined in her seat, her feet up on the car's dashboard.
They had been driving for a few hours in silence, listening to the radio, and she had texted Emma about not being able to see her this week and to Miriam about the lake house. She had also been reading the news and scrolled through social media, but it was hard to focus. What really occupied her mind was her upcoming meeting with John's family... And his pack. The thought was terrifying.
"What do you mean?" John was driving leisurely, not so stressed as he had been the day before. The time they had spent together at his old hideaway had been soothing like honey for his soul, and he was feeling more at ease. Everything was going to be OK.
"At your home... Will there be...
