Alpha Ivan’s POV
As we drive down the Main Street of Coldridge, I can’t help but glance at her continuously.
I try to play it cool, something which I’ve never done in my life, by the way, but I have to admit that inside I’m nervous.
I’m eager to know what she thinks of the place.
Will she like it here?
Will she enjoy the tasks that come along with running a pack of this size?
It is, after all, a whole different ball game from the tiny Willow Valley.
“So, what do you think?” I eventually ask, gripping the steering wheel tightly and nodding my head out towards the town.
She shakes her head for a moment in disbelief before her eyes meet with mine.
“It’s… it’s big.” she answers quietly, looking back out of her window.
“I’ve heard you say that before… it didn’t seem to be a
