The journey was long, but I enjoyed his company—my hands constantly rubbing his abs, the gentle touch, and his sudden touches that made me flutter.
“We're in war, Nina, not a romance glamor,” he grinned. I hesitated for a bit. He smiled as we passed a cliff. I didn't want to make him angry before he could think of driving down, so I backed off.
“Put it back,” he spoke, and I did without hesitation, hugging his body until I could touch my hands against the other.
He didn't speak, but through my helmet, I could see a smile spark on his face. He did see my truth, even without explanations. His smile reassured me. He was the one, and I can't wait for the day he'll break and finally give us a chance.
“You're late!” a man yelled, making the wheels scratch at the road as he hit a big brake.
“Two minutes,” Rage replied, and he seemed to have known the man.
“Every minute counts, my Alpha,” the man replied, but Rage just scoffed.
“You're going to stay here with him,” he spoke, handing me over a
