TARYN POV
“f**k. f**k. f**k,” I growl, slamming my hands against the steering wheel. “You have got to be f*****g kidding me!”
I sit in my car, parked on the street in the human city, after spending most of my day here shopping and getting my hair braided. It was therapeutic, and needed, especially after sequestering myself in my room and not speaking to anyone since the challenge on Tuesday. It took everything in me to put on a brave face, but I was glad I dragged myself out of my bed to come to this appointment instead of canceling.
At least, I was. Until my car decided it would not start.
“Damn it!” I yell again, slamming my fist into the center of the wheel. “This is seriously the last thing I need right now.”
I lean back into the driver’s seat, hitting my head against the headrest
