Mae bit into her bottom lip as she stared at the headlights breaking a path through the night. The glow of desire and passion had vanished, and all that was left now was what she had done. Like she told Vicker, she didn’t want to think too much about it. It happened. And she needed it. Her body had craved his in a way that was getting hard to deny. She was glad he was not making a big deal out of it. He was still taking her to find her mate – he wasn’t turning around the car as his instinct was surely telling him to. They drove in silence for a while, and Mae settled into her seat, giving herself up to a very long drive. A few hours later, Vicker slowed down, his gaze trained on the rearview mirror. Mae looked too, and saw another SUV a few paces away from them. It slowed down too.
“They’
