The SUV pulled up in the Wolf Council driveway in Aethelwulf, and Gavin climbed out first, moving quickly to open the door for Kira and her mother as the rest of the convoy stopped in front and behind.
Kira stepped out into the sunlight, dressed in a sharp, formal beige suit that hugged her figure and accentuated every curve.
Her hair was swept up into a high ponytail, her makeup flawless. Inside the SUV, Claire sat, elegant in a crisp peach suit that made her look every inch the heiress she had been born to be.
Kira stood and looked up at the imposing Wolf Council building. Then, she closed her eyes and drew in a slow, deep breath of the fresh air.
It had been only a few weeks since she'd left the neutral grounds of the Central, but it felt like years. Being out here again, out in the open, standing tall instead of hiding, felt so good she could have wept.
