’Drive to the airport. Mr. Ashkael has an emergency, so he moved the venue closer to his current location. He’s covering all the bills and compensating for the extra time too.’
That was the message Leon received from his father, and for a second, he just stared at the screen like the words might rearrange themselves into something that made more sense, because confusion flooded his mind so fast it almost felt physical, and without wasting another breath he dialed the middle-aged man’s number, needing clarification before he even attempted to explain this to Seraphine.
"Leon, the message came in about thirty minutes ago," his father said, his voice steady but tight around the edges. "I’ve been trying to sort everything out since then. Turns out we’re all taking the same jet, so just meet us at the airport and we’ll handle the rest there."
Leon stood there for a moment after the call ended, staring at nothing in particular because the information felt heavier than it should have, like it carried something more than just a change of location.
He turned to Seraphine, took a breath to steady himself, and told her everything as calmly as he could.
"What?" Seraphine’s face drained of color so fast it almost scared him, although honestly, her reaction made complete sense.
Leon wasn’t thrilled either, but this was his first time being invited to something on this level and backing out now would have consequences he didn’t even want to think about.
He tried to soften it as he explained, "Mr. Ashkael moved the event to Bohemian Grove in California. From the airport, it’s at least seven and a half hours to get there, but don’t stress, there’s a private jet waiting for us. You can change and rest once we board. When we’re about to arrive, you just get dressed again and we head straight in."
Seraphine looked like she wanted to argue, but she also knew there was no real way out of this. She had already come too far to turn around now, and that truth hung heavy in her chest. "I guess I don’t really have a choice," she said quietly.
At the same time, another thought was crawling under her skin. Voren had enough influence over this entire event that it made her stomach twist just thinking about seeing him again. The memory of him alone was enough to make her jaw tighten.
Was there ever a gathering like this where he didn’t show up and take up all the oxygen in the room?
Leon kept talking, unaware of how deep she’d gone into her own thoughts. "My parents are already there waiting. We’ll all take the same flight, but once we land, we’ll use separate cars."
That at least made Seraphine manage a small smile because Leon’s parents were genuinely kind people, the kind who made you feel welcome without trying too hard. Then she remembered someone else and glanced at him. "What about Tyler? Is he coming too?"
Leon let out a short laugh that held zero amusement. "Absolutely not. This thing is exclusive, and kids aren’t allowed anywhere near it. From what I’ve heard, there’s a lot of explicit stuff that goes on there, if you catch my drift."
Seraphine’s heart pounded harder at that, her mind instantly running toward the worst possibilities. If she had been going with Corvine, she wouldn’t have been worried in the slightest because nothing would dare touch her under his protection.
Instead, she was walking into this surrounded by humans, with wolves waiting somewhere in the shadows for their chance.


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