32| Grasslands.

STARLETTE

I quietly slipped out of the bedroom before Maximus could wake up and met up with Bella in front of the pack house, where she was already waiting for me.

The land of the witches was far, and we couldn’t cover the distance even on our fours without burning out in exhaustion, so we opted to run our journey with a stolen car, Maximus’s.

We got into his black Mustang and fastened our seatbelts like we owned it. I had managed to steal the key from him while he was sleeping, and thankfully, driving was one of the few useful skills my father had taught me, although it was mostly so I could run errands for him and my sisters.

“So, what’s the plan?” Bella asked as I started the engine. “Do we even know where we are going?”

I reached into my backpack, pulled out a piece of paper I had taken from Maximus’s office, and handed it to her.

“A map that leads to our destination.” I told her.

She unfolded it and studied it before glancing back at me. “This is absurd.” She hissed, her disa