We left at sunset. I wanted to change into my wolf form, but Draco insisted I don't. He said he didn't want me naked in front of his clan when I'd turn back. It made sense, so I obliged. But then the question arose of how I'd keep up with the speed of revenants. Sure, I was faster than most werewolves even in my human form, but that didn't mean I could take revenants. They'd become a blur within seconds, and I'd get left behind. Which would be insulting, since I was supposed to be their leader, and their Queen.
"I'll carry you," Draco suggested.
"What? On your back? Like a little girl?" I raised my eyebrows.
He shrugged. "Sure. I mean I don't see any harm in that."
"I do. Why can't we just use cars like normal people?"
"None of us know how to drive, because there's no need to. Well,
