“We’re here.” Ares’s voice pulled Winona from her sleep just as he parked the car and lifted Jackson out of the backseat.

The long drive had drained her without her realizing it. She blinked herself awake, embarrassed, suddenly remembering she had promised to take the wheel.

“I’m sorry, I dozed off. I’ll just drive after this,” she said quickly.

Ares shook his head. “It’s fine. We’re already here anyway. The hotel room’s ready—you can rest there first if you want. ...