Chapter 78

Royal's POV

With my head lowered, I strained my ears to catch any sounds or hints of what might be happening outside the car. The seconds ticked by, each one feeling like an eternity as the tension thickened in the air.

I could hear muffled voices approaching, growing louder with each passing moment, sending shivers down my spine. Rico's grip on the steering wheel tightened even further, his knuckles turning white.

"Rico, you're scaring me!” I whispered.

"Keep quiet, Royal. We'll get home soon. Just stay down."

Rico drove faster, and then he suddenly slowed down. Thinking we were already in the pack house, I raised my head up a bit but the sight of a man who held bad memories came into view and I immediately bent down.

"Did I ask you to raise your head?!" Rico asked, a bit angry.

"I'm sorry. I thought we were home already. But what is he doing here and why today?"

"I don't know, and I guess we're about to find out. Don't say a word and just act like you're in pain."

I nodded and mad