THE MAKE OUT SESSION

HAZEL

"What was the meeting all about?" I ask Ramon, curious as to what they were discussing. He looks over at me and gives me a glare. Clearly, he doesn't want to talk about what ever it is that they were discussing. I blow out an annoyed breath and buckle my seatbelt. I had held off from asking him until we were done eating. His eyes roam over my face quietly before he buckles his own seatbelt and turns on the car. Something is aggravating him, that, I can tell. His grip on the steering wheel tightens as he starts to drive. I chew on my bottom lip. "Will you at least tell me what's bothering you?" I ask so softly I cannot even feel it come out.

Ramon glances at me and then turns to the road. "Are you not angry wth me?" He asks. It's obvious he has been beating himself up over what had happened. I mean, yeah, it did bother me, but Ramon didn't do anything or say anything, his wolf was just attracted to an unmarked female simply because he is yet to mark me. I quietly look at the way