He didn't say a word after. Just shoved it into gear and tore out of the parking lot like the place was on fire.
I pressed my back into the seat so hard the frame dug into my spine. Sweat glued my skin to the leather. Every bump in the road jolted my hips, my knees, my... I clenched my thighs tight and focused on the blur outside the window. On anything but him. Anything but the way a growl started low in his throat every time I shifted.
I didn't move again. Didn't breathe too deep. My nails carved into my palms as I forced my limbs to stay still. I bit the inside of my cheek until I tasted blood.
His scent changed. It became sharper. More dominant. More Alpha. Like his wolf was bleeding through every breath he took.
He drove like the truck could outrun the instincts. He didn't blink
