As soon as we arrived at the pack, Ivy jumped out of the car and disappeared.
"Hey! You need to pack!" Silvia yelled, but Ivy was long gone. "Damn it," she mumbled.
"She probably went to find Kaid, cut her some slack," I continued, shrugging as I leaned against the car. "Ivy hates shopping, and you were relentless."
Silvia huffed, crossing her arms. “I know, but she has a lot to do before you leave; she can't go running around."
"Let her be; we could wait in her room; let's bring everything inside so when she decides to show up, we can start packing," I said, trying to get Silvia to calm down.
"I want her to give Bianca a lesson; she needs to look like the freaking Queen she is," she grumbled. "There is a lot at stake here, Esme."
I also wanted that, but I understood Ivy was ov
