SEEING the car, Reas had only realized then that his brother was actually driving a car. He should have thought of that first when he saw Astrid sitting on the driver's seat. But he was side-tracked by Astrid's request of meeting up with the general.
But now that he knew that his brother was driving an unknown car with an unknown passenger, who might or might not be unconscious, he realized that this situation might probably be a bit more serious than he thought it was.
Just as he had that realization, the car finally landed. The driver's seat opened and Astrid walked down.
Wulfric, who had been anticipating the landing of the car, focused all his gaze on the figure that walked out. That slim frame, that soft black hair, and those uniquely shaped dark eyes – every feature just drew him to the other. Like a moth to a flame. Aster simply just had that effect on him.
