With a little hesitation, I steel my nerves and force myself in. Sitting at a very good distance, the door closes next to me, hitting me in the arm. But that doesn't matter, what does matter is why this wolf wanted to see me.
Stealing glances at him, I take in his features. He's a big wolf, almost as big as Darius despite his age. He's muscular, but with lean muscles. Yes despite all his muscles, he holds a walking stick in his hands. He also sports a gray long hair, with a gray neatly trimmed beard.
Turning to meet my gaze, I notice he has the same red eyes as Darius and…wait, he's meeting my gaze.
I turn my sights to the front of the car in an instant, praying with all my heart he didn't see me.
Within the second, the car kicks into gear and we are off.
Staring at the front of the car, I watch as we leave the courtyard and head into the road. Trying to control my breathing, I think to myself what is going on and why, just then he speaks.
