Olivia's POV
The next day, Adrian's men came for me.
I got into the car without hesitation, settling into the back seat as the doors closed softly behind me. The convoy pulled away smoothly, heading toward his territory. It was a long drive—almost two hours. I could have teleported there in seconds, but I didn't.
This was my first time visiting him.
I wanted to do this the normal way.
The road stretched on, trees blurring past the windows. My thoughts kept drifting back to her. I was nervous about what I was going to do… how I was going to help her.
When we finally arrived, the black SUV rolled through tall gates and into a vast estate.
Adrian's pack house.
As the car slowed to a stop, I noticed him immediately.
Adrian was already waiting outside.
He wasn't dressed like an Alpha King today. No formal coat. No symbols of power. Just black jeans and a fitted black shirt, his sleeves pushed up casually. He looked… human.
Almost nervous.
The door opened, and I stepped out.
