Kendra POV
Heart pounding against my chest, I glanced nervously out the window as I crouched low in the truck. I could not see if everything was okay, so I stayed low. Evan looked calm as he drove, but I could see how tight he was holding the steering wheel. He revved the engine and sped away from the town plaza.
We were silent for a few minutes. Our breakfast was forgotten–the bagels and French toast beside me and our hot coffee in the cup holders. I was shaking earlier, but I had calmed down. The atmosphere inside the truck was still heavy as Evan sat stiff, driving fast and even going beyond the maximum speed limit.
I knew I should not ask, but a thought bothered me. I just had to put the question out in the open.
“They are from the Royal Pack, aren’t they?” I asked while sneaking
