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Signe POV

I slammed my hand onto my face and ran it down the front. I just left and I already screwed up my first order of business.

I looked to the driver to try and see who it was. Gabe. He was a decent warrior, but not a top ranking warrior by any means. He was built like a brick shit house and therefore most who came across him found him intimidating, but if anybody actually stood up to him they'd realize that he was a slow fighter and he leaves himself open and vulnreable more often than not to attacks.

"Hey Gabe!" I hollered. Probably a little louder than necessary being as we have super hearing with our wolves.

"Whatcha need boss?" He looked at me in the rear view mirror.

"Uhhhhh..." well, that was weird. I've never been called boss before. "Can we pull over? I forgot a bag in the back hatch that I need to bring up front with me so that I can do some reading on our journey."

"You mean the bag over there to your right?" He took his hand off of the wheel and gestur