CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY SIX

When her question is followed by silence, I see her watching me through the rear view mirror.

I just avoid looking at her.

In my wolf form, I can’t talk to her and the link we used to have is long gone. Or at least, I’ve never tried using it.

There’s a strange look in her eyes when I finally meet her gaze and she finally asks, “Shift back.”

I refuse, silently.

The only reason I got in the jeep was so that she would not freeze to death outside. I see her expression tighten at my stubbornness.

“Fine,” She mutters.

She starts the jeep and then stops it, pulling out the keys from the engine.

It would be easier for me to simply shift back and ask her what’s going on in her head but I refrain from doing so.

Finally, after a long few seconds, she says, “Peter is a friend.”

I go still at her words and then before I can even think further, she is starting the jeep.

Her voice is quiet, restrained in a way it had never been before, “You shouldn’t run out into a