Chapter 43

I crawl into the passenger side of the car begrudgingly. It’s strange how 2 hours ago we were in the forest and I was thinking about how much I care for this asshole who refuses to let me drive. I usually like to trek through pack lands and get a lay of them before we go, hence why I walked to this pack and had my bike shipped. But with Wade’s leg bothering him and the distance we had to travel, I felt it was best to drive.

And Wade has the coolest massive souped-up truck in a wicked cobalt blue paint job. I swear the moment he saw my happiness about it; he decided he would crush my dreams. The engine rolls to life, vibrating through my ribcage and I can’t help the giddy grin that graces my face. I look over at Wade smiling and find him staring at me, laughing.

“I promise you can drive it on the way back.” He says, and I roll my eyes.

Ok, maybe he's not a complete ass.

“Fine. But I get to pick the music.” I say, and he chuckles as we back out and drive d