My heart slammed so hard in my chest that I swore the entire vehicle could hear it.
“Are you alright?” Micah asked, his voice luring me out of my reverie, and I could only nod. “It will be fine; we are very welcoming in my pack.”
Yeah, welcoming, just what I wanted.
Only I could wake up more the next morning to see that they were driving a stake through my heart.
“Yes. I am ready to meet your pack.” The lie slid out easily from my mouth, my heart more than willing to back it up.
I was a likeable person after all. Thalia and Theo—even though the thought of him still hurt—could testify, and his pack would have no choice but to adore me.
Micah stepped out of the car, and within seconds, the door to my side opened, and I stepped out, marching on the steady ground.
I closed my eyes, tak
