I entered the car quickly to avoid annoying him. As we sat behind the car, I couldn't help the curiosity that was running through my veins.
"Master," I began, but he didn't reply to me, though I knew he was listening. "How did you get this car? It looks very advanced."
Damon spared a glance at me. "Aren't you an Alpha's child? How come you don't know?"
"Me and my family were not that close, so I couldn't ask them any questions," I fumbled with my hands.
He exhaled before parting his lips to speak. "These cars were gotten from the human world. There isn't much of it, because it requires fuel to be able to work—something we don't have. So we could only get a few of them, basically one car to every Alpha of the pack."
