Zade's Point Of View We’re on our way to the penthouse that I'd booked. I'd planned a ‘one day’ vacation with my mate, away from the pressure of being an Alpha, away from everything. Finally out of the daily grind, just the two of us. I’m at the wheel, the radio is playing quietly and the sky above us is bright blue. It could be perfect, but of course nothing goes as planned. The traffic gets heavier and after a while we get stuck in a traffic jam that never seems to want to clear. My foot taps impatiently on the gas pedal, even though we don’t make a single meter of progress. “Shit,” I mutter and bang my hand on the steering wheel in frustration. I hate traffic jams, standing still while I have the feeling that the world is moving around me. It always drives me crazy. My mate is sitting next to me, relaxed as ever, sunglasses on her nose and a slight smile on her lips. The traffic jam doesn’t seem to bother her in the slightest. “Don’t worry so much, baby,” she says, placing
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