Getting Ivy to his car had been easy once she had gone limp in his arms. He simply scooped her up and walked casually towards the black SUV he had rented. Carter knew Ivy would have noticed his car, the cherry red Jaguar would have been easy to spot, even if she wasn’t particularly looking for it. No one in this rinky-dink little town drove a car like his. Carter laid Ivy’s sleeping form in the back seat of the Tahoe and shut the door.
He was proud that his plan had worked out this time. He had lost count on his failed k********g attempts. Ivy was always with someone, usually, it was his w***e of an ex, Alexandra. Carter knew Ivy was part of the Jaded Anchor Pack, well as much as a human could be. That was thanks to him, he had given Ivy a wolf daughter. The little brat was the reason hi
