PIXIEAs we neared my pack lands I began to feel the nerves crawling into my stomach and turning to lead.Jared remained calm at the wheel, his face betraying no signs of anxiety.“Jared,” I called softly, the silence in the car hurting my ears. He hummed in answer, keeping his eyes on the road.“Please could you drop me off about a mile out?”“A mile?” he repeated, looking confused. “Asha wants me to make sure you get there safely. That means he expects me to drive you close enough to the front door.”“No, that’s not safe for you,” I argued. “I know my pack’s lands well enough to get back without any trouble. Please, Jared, I don’t want to give Dwight a reason to come after your house.”“You mean ‘our house’,” he teased. “I get it. I’ll stop exactly a mile out, no more than that.”“Thank you,” I said, breathing a sigh of relief. “And don’t jinx things, you never know what Asha might decide.”I didn’t expect him to burst out laughing at the suggestion that Asha might not feel the same
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