Third Person’s Pov

Dimitri, who arrived home later than he planned, stepped out of the car, shutting the door behind him.

The moon’s flickering light cast small hues across the house and his lips pressed into a tight line as he made his way to a car that shouldn’t be there.

Didn’t Micah say he was sick? What then was he doing here? He wondered in his mind as I properly accessed the car, and truly, it belonged to his Beta.

Also, it looked like something parked in a hurry. ...