Chapter 142

Draven's POV "Ella, are you home?" I asked as soon as that unbearable woman answered the phone. "I want to take you out." I nearly went deaf from the shriek that erupted from Ella Howard. Of course, she was ecstatic about going out with me. With this opportunity presenting itself, I put my plan into motion. I was already at her door, intending to take her for a "walk" without specifying where—straight to the hospital. If she refused, I'd have my lawyer apply pressure, but she wouldn't leave that hospital without completing those tests. The timing was perfect; Ryan had confirmed that Howard was at the pack's social club, clearing my path to proceed without interference. Before long, that insufferable woman emerged from her house practically skipping, wearing a white dress and pink boots. Moon goddess, how ridiculous. When she approached, I curtly told her to get in the car. "Sweetieee, I'm sooo excited! Where are you taking me, tell me," she started in that grating voice that made Alari