Chapter 26

POV Samantha

I looked at Lance nervously as we drove back to the pack house. His words after my match were still ringing in my head. He would just smiled darkly at me when ever we made eye contact. To make matters worse, I had to ride in his lap again. I nervously Wiggled and Lance grabbed my hips to still me.

"Baby, you don't want to do that." He hissed through his teeth in my ear and I froze in realization.

"Sorry." I yelped and he just smiled and shook his head at me.

"Did I make nervous, little mate?" He continued to whisper and I huffed at him.

Slowly, he began running his hands up my thighs and I gasped. I grabbed his hand and stopped it got too high in my leg. I glared at him and he smirked. I sighed and looked away. He capped my chin to look at him and he gaze into my eyes with a frown.

"You know that I would never pressure you, right? You never have to be worried or scared of me." He assured me and I felt my body relaxed.

"I never want to do something you don't want or that y