Alpha Cole's POV:
We were about two hours in when Isabella spoke. "Cole, I need to use the bathroom."
I picked up the phone, looked at it, and put it to my ear.
"Yes, Alpha Cole."
"My Luna needs to use the ladies' room. And I could use a stretch."
"I will stop at the nearest gas station."
"Um... I don't know what a gas station is. But, yes, go there."
"You got it," my driver said, before he hung up.
The limo pulled into what the driver said to be a gas station. The driver shut off the limo, went around, and opened my door. I got out first, then turned around and helped my Luna out. My father approached us. "What's wrong?"
"My Luna needs the restroom, and I'm a little hungry," I explained.
"Good idea. We can grab some dogs."
I saw a beautiful woman coming out of the second limo.
