Chapter Eighty-Five

Graeven’s feeling of dread deepened as he drove closer to the packhouse. He parked his bike and took off his helmet. His gaze focused on the five suvs parked in the circular drive. A whistle had him turning his attention to the front door where Lucar and Thane waited for him. Graeven could tell by Lucar’s face that whatever was going down wasn’t good. He groaned and shoved his helmet down before s