Chapter 58

Elio

“Hello brother,” Cahya’s deep, gruff voice comes through the console of the car as the engine revs. When behind the wheel of this vehicle, it's as if you're soaring through the air. There’s not a bump in the road that would derail this car. “Has something happened?” I ask a knot forming in my stomach. He knows where I have gone. I doubt he would have called if it wasn’t urgent.

I see the high mossy green mountains disappear behind me as I put more road between her pack and the Bentley Flying Spur. Cahya pierces through my thoughts as his voice echoes round the car of the sleek interior. The air freshener swings the rose, scent feeling the car before I rip it off and toss it out the window. “No, nothing is wrong brother,” I notice a lit to his voice that isn’t normally present. He sounds … happy. Not cocky or braggy, happy. I don’t think I have heard him happy since before he found out I was going to be the alpha of the pack. I go to say something when I hear a woman’s voice in