Finally, after a few hours, the cars reached an isolated location: a luxurious estate near the beach, far from the central city and surrounded by hills, and less than an hour from the Volkov Compound. Nikolai watched as the cars changed their passengers with Alaric, Viktor and most of the maids heading back to S-City.
"Young Patriarch," Dimitri called out, leaning out of his window, looking at Nikolai, who stood near the last two cars, one for Leona to drive, the other for his group. "We'll be heading back to the main compound, but this villa is where your father and aunts are currently staying."
"Are you leaving?"
Dimitri sucked on his cigar, and flicked the black ashe, with a grin. "Nagisa wants to go for a romantic meal tonight, so I can't stay. There are fifty elite werewolves protecting this villa, so don't worry and enjoy the night with your lovers. Nikita and Selene will be heading back with me."
"..."
