*Maddox*

My wolf’s paws tear up the ground as I run as fast as I can toward the castle. When I had seen that it was going to take a long time for us to get anyone to help us fix the car, I’d decided to take off for home in my wolf form, against my guards’ and driver’s better judgment.

But I just have a feeling in my gut that there is something wrong. It isn’t something I can explain, not easily anyway.

I run all the way back to the castle. It takes hours, and by ...