All Chapters of Driving The Alpha' Brothers Crazy : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Audrey's POV""I drove the Stratos back into the facility car park with the particular reluctance of someone returning a library book they'd been meaning to keep.The engine ticked as it cooled. I sat in the driver's seat for an extra moment with my hands still on the wheel, storing the feeling — the weight of it, the noise of it, the specific quality of driving something your father loved before you knew you loved it too.Then I got out, and I saw the boys' faces, and I knew immediately that something had happened while I was gone.They had the specific arrangement of people who had agreed on something before I arrived. Luca standing slightly forward, Theo to the left, Adrian—Adrian was looking at me the way he'd been looking at me for days. That careful, loaded, "I have something to tell you" look that I'd been pretending not to notice."What," I said."Inside," Luca said. "We found something."The tracker was small and unremarkable and had absolutely no business being attached to

Audrey's POVI found Sera in the kitchen in my villa at seven in the morning, which suggested she was either an early riser or had been placed there specifically by the universe to ruin my coffee.She was making tea with the composed efficiency of someone comfortable in spaces that weren't hers, already dressed, hair perfect, the kind of morning-ready that required either significant effort or an unfair genetic situation. I was wearing an oversized academy shirt and one sock. The other sock had been lost to circumstances I couldn't fully account for."Morning," I said, moving past her to the coffee machine with the focused neutrality of a person who had decided to be unbothered."Good morning." Her voice was pleasant. It was always pleasant. That was, I was discovering, the most unsettling thing about Sera Aldaine — she was never anything other than pleasant, which made it impossible to respond to and exhausting to navigate.I made my coffee. She finished her tea. We occupied opposite

Luca's POVI told myself I was being considerate.Sera had been at the academy less than forty-eight hours. The villa was Audrey's space. Bringing Sera there felt wrong, like tracking mud through someone else's house. My condo was neutral. Private. The right place for a conversation that needed somewhere to land.This was what I told myself.The walk across the academy grounds was quiet. Sera kept pace beside me with her hands in her jacket pockets, looking at the track as we passed it."You trained here this morning?" she said."Every morning.""It's a good track.""It is."She nodded, like she was filing it away, and didn't say anything else until we got inside.She sat on the couch. I sat across from her. The light was on. Outside the window the academy was going quiet for the evening, distant voices, someone's music two buildings over."So," Sera said."So," I said.She looked at me with the direct, patient expression I'd known since we were kids — the one that meant she'd already

Audrey's POVLiving with three bonded mates at a racing academy was never quiet. Between investigating my father’s murder and dealing with a surprise guest, "normal" was hard to find.But today was normal.It started with Luca stealing my coffee. He didn't do it by mistake. He looked me right in the eye, picked up my cup, and took a sip."That's mine," I said."Yours is right there." He pointed at the machine where a new cup was brewing."That one isn't ready yet.""This one is." He looked totally calm while committing his coffee crime."Luca, I swear...""The one in the machine has your name on it," he said, taking another sip.I snatched it back. He let me. He had that small, smug smile of a man who got exactly what he wanted: he wanted me awake and annoyed."You did that on purpose," I said."I did," he agreed. "You're more fun when you're mad.""That is the most irritating thing you've ever said to me.""Good morning, Audrey," he said softly.It was Saturday. No classes, no traini

Audrey's POV""I locked my bedroom door.First time I'd done that since moving in. The lock was stiff from disuse and made a sound like a small complaint, but it caught, and the room went quiet in the specific way of a space that has been deliberately separated from everything outside it.I sat on the bed.The envelope was on the nightstand where it had been sitting for two weeks, which was frankly embarrassing. I'd survived a Blood Moon Race and a Pack Council execution threat and a tracker in Geneva and I'd been defeated by a wax seal.My father's handwriting on the front."For Audrey. When you're ready.""I'm ready," I said, to no one. Then, quieter: "I think."I picked it up.The wax seal broke cleanly, like it had been waiting. Inside was a single folded sheet and a smaller envelope tucked behind it, sealed separately, no writing on the front. I set the smaller one aside and unfolded the letter.His handwriting was exactly as I remembered it. Slightly rushed, leaning right, the l