Olivia's POV
The hour drive back to my Pack House in Thorne Ridge territory was tense, but my body relaxed as we pulled into the drive.
As I moved to unbuckle my seatbelt, I stole a glance at Ethan. His profile was hard, hands tight on the wheel. He was beautiful half-draped in shadows from the fading sunlight.
I couldn’t help but wonder what he was thinking, but I also wasn’t sure I wanted to know.
I clicked the seatbelt free and cleared my throat, “Good luck with the Alpha Council seat. I hope it works out for you.”
His eyes flicked to mine briefly. “I’m glad we agree on that.”
I nodded but hesitated with my hand on the car door handle. “Ethan, why me? The most eligible bachelor could choose anyone. I want to know why me.”
Ethan’s grip on the wheel tightened like his patience
