Arianna
The old Vale house was three towns over.
That should have made me feel better.
It didn’t.
If my father had heard Helena mention it before the call cut out, then three towns might as well have been three feet.
Braxton wanted to send a full team. I shut that down immediately. A convoy of wolves would announce exactly where we were going, and if my father’s people were already moving, they would adjust before we ever got close.
In the end, it was me, Easton, and Louie.
Three people.
One unmarked SUV.
No sirens.
No uniforms.
For once, everyone agreed subtle was smarter.
Easton drove like he had a personal grudge against speed limits.
I sat beside him, staring through the windshield while streetlights blurred past.
“You’re doing it again.”
I looked over.
“What?”
“Thinki
