Lily
As we drove back to his place, I swear my mind was a complete disaster. I couldn’t stop talking inside my head.
Every two seconds it was another thought, another fear, another image of Connor’s face when he said he would punish me. I didn’t even know what kind of punishment he meant, and somehow that made it worse. Or maybe better. Or maybe both. God, I was confused.
My heart was pounding so loudly that the silence in the car felt like it was amplifying it. Connor didn’t speak. Not once. His jaw was tight. His hand gripped the steering wheel so firmly I could see the veins in his wrist standing out, and I kept thinking about how angry he was, and how I deserved every part of it.
My wolf was restless inside me. Restless was even too soft of a word. She was pacing. Snarling. Growli
