21. Nothing to See Here

~ RIG ~

It was a good thing I could trust my wolf-senses to keep us safe on the road, because for the first few miles, I wasn’t even aware of driving, I was so consumed with fury.

I couldn’t believe Natalie had ambushed me—and with Cara there! I had been so close to shifting when she tried to make trouble with Cara I had scared myself. I couldn’t imagine what that must have done to Cara.

Actually, I could. Cara sat in the passenger seat, stiff as a board, stinking of tension that spun in and out of fear. I’d really given her a scare when I reached out for the car—something I’d seen my mother and sister do countless times, because of my father. It made my guts twist even tighter seeing her do it because of me.

I needed to explain. Needed to ease her mind. Needed to find our way back to the kissing. But I didn’t know how to start. And so we drove for ten minutes without a word, my hands flexing on the steering wheel as my rage gave way to frustration.

In the end, Cara was the one to bre