Chapter 8.
~Liam's~
Jealousy surged in me morphing into rage stewing in me anytime I saw her smiling, I noticed she felt so free and comfortable with Ethan than with me. She barely recognized my presence anytime she was with Ethan.
She should let her focus be on me, I brought her here and to cover it all she knew me before Ethan.
I was proud of her wolf, the protective instinct which really has helped out made me feel less angrier at myself.
I hated the fact that Mom had to be entangled in all this.
We were both lost in our thoughts, looming around me with her anxiousness and nervousness. I knew she had a lot of questions to ask and yet she couldn't break through the barrier.
Shattering the restraint, breaking through the invisible ice formed around us, I initiated the conversation and I felt so glad she took the bait and carved it Into an opportunity.
I couldn't give the road full concentration. Restraining myself from tasting those lips again, the plumpy love kiss lips that wouldn't
