Alora’s POV
As we drove down the winding road towards Sienna’s pack, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of cautious relief. I cast a sideways glance at Sienna, who was humming softly to the music playing in the background.
Her warmth and easygoing nature were comforting, especially after the whirlwind of chaos I’d been through. I knew trusting her so quickly might not be the wisest decision, but I was running out of options, and every instinct in me screamed that I needed to get as far away from Arctic Canines and Rune as possible.
I forced myself to relax into the seat, trying to savor this fleeting sense of safety.
I had taken a huge risk by dropping the magical concealment on my car. The spell had been my shield, my one assurance that I could escape without leaving a trace.
But now, with Sienna beside me and the promise of sanctuary at her pack, I decided to let go of that last bit of protection. If Rune did find my car, it wouldn’t matter. I was moving under
the jurisdiction of
