ELLA POV - Anyone but you -
“You’re doing that thing again.”
I frowned at the road stretching ahead of me.
“What thing?”
“The thing where you go quiet and pretend you’re not freaking out.”
Owen’s voice came through the speakers of my car, annoyingly smug for a man who wasn’t the one driving alone into the middle of nowhere to spend the next couple of years surrounded by future Alphas, heirs, royals, and whatever other overachieving supernatural assholes Fangar Academy had deemed worthy of admission.
“I’m not freaking out.”
“Sure.”
“I’m not.”
“Ella.”
“Owen.”
“You’ve been listening to me talk about a donut for the last three minutes without insulting me once.”
I glanced at the glowing screen on the dashboard.
“That’s because I stopped listening two minutes and fifty seconds ago.
