Zephyrus’ POV:

As I drove over the smooth snow-covered terrain to the pack house, I had a strange feeling of dread shrouding my mind. I could feel the restlessness Lena was going through. Would she defy me despite my threat? I couldn’t take the risk. I immediately connected with Stavros.

“Stav, can you arrange for some clothes for Lena?”

“Yes, but that might take some time. The stores don’t open so early, Zeph!” I shook my head vehemently. I didn’t have so much time. Would ...