Freya
The taxi ride back to Stone Lake territory felt surreal. My wolf paced restlessly inside me. *We should have ignored his threats. We don't owe him anything.*
"I know," I muttered, earning a curious glance from the driver.
I was mentally rehearsing what to say to Jasper when a sudden jolt threw me forward against my seatbelt. The taxi had been rear-ended, and not lightly.
"Are you okay, miss?" the driver asked, already dialing his insurance company.
"Fine," I replied automatically, though my neck was already stiffening.
After exchanging information with the other driver, I stood on the sidewalk, phone in hand, searching for another ride. Stone Lake territory was still ten minutes away, and I refused to be late. Jasper would take too much satisfaction in that.
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