Raelynn

I stood at the curb, tapping my foot impatiently, waiting for the car Valentine had sent to arrive. In a matter of minutes, a sleek black sedan approached me.

The driver's door opened, and out came Henry, the familiar werewolf who had been driving for Valentine for as long as I could remember. "Raelynn," he greeted me warmly before taking my luggage and placing it in the trunk. "Ready to go?"

I gave him a little smile and muttered, "As ready as I will ever be. ”Even with my frustration, Henry's smiling face could not help but make me feel a little better.

Henry took the wheel and turned...