(Elara's POV)James Foster's SUV was a fortress of luxury. The interior smelled of leather and power, a mix that made Emily, my wolf, retreat deep within me. As I climbed into the front seat, James’s wolf aura pressed against mine, silently commanding compliance.“You’ll sit here where I can see you,” he said, his tone leaving no room for argument.I hesitated for a fraction of a second, but his sharp gaze locked with mine. That single look made my decision. My body moved on its own, settling into the plush seat without a word.As the SUV purred to life, James leaned back, one hand on the wheel, the other drumming lightly on the console. His calm demeanor was deceptive. The tension in the small space was unbearable."You seem jumpier than I remembered," he remarked, his voice smooth but edged with a subtle cruelty.I didn’t answer. My fingers twisted Ethan’s small plush wolf in my bag, grounding me as much as it humiliated me to do so.The silence stretched until I couldn’t take
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