Draven.
The gates parted before the black car, and as the engine stilled in the courtyard, a warrior opened the door with a respectful nod.
"Welcome back, Alpha," he said, then added, "Your brother arrived earlier. He is inside."
I stepped out, adjusting the cuffs of my shirt. "Good." I didn't think he would arrive before my return.
Jeffery rounded the car just in time to hear it. "Should I send for him?"
Before I could reply, my phone buzzed in my inner jacket pocket. I slid it out and glanced at the screen. Mr. Oatrun displayed clearly on it.
I turned the screen toward Jeffery. "This is going to take a while."
He nodded in understanding.
"I will see him after dinner," I added.
"I will inform him," Jeffery said, falling into step beside me as we entered the house.
I swiped the screen to answer. "Good evening, Father."
