Axel POV
There are people everywhere when we arrive at our border. Our guards are gathered around four men who are tied up and sitting on the ground next to the Volvo.
“At least two cars survived,” I grin as I look at the BMWs that are parked next to them.
“Hey,” Liana protests indignantly. “We only lost two.”
“Three,” I sigh as I park. “Mine.”
“But not on my order,” she teases as she leans over and kisses me before we get out.
“Alpha,” David emerges from the crowd and walks towards us.
“Welcome home,” I say jovially as I shake David’s hand. “You had us worried there for a moment.”
“Sorry,” sheepishly he rubs his neck. “We were having drinks when this huge guy walked to us. He told us some teenagers are messing with our cars. When we came outside, they overpowered us with wolfsbane
