CAMILE
I needed air, something normal to make me feel like myself after the mess in my head. The supermarket seemed like a safe bet, grab some basics, and feel like a regular person again.
I only needed a few things.
Bread. Milk. Fruit. Normal, boring things that had nothing to do with packs, alphas, or men who liked to decide my life for me.
Zane lit up when I asked to borrow one of his cars, keys already in his hand before I finished asking. He even offered to tag along, drive me like some bodyguard. I declined quickly.
“No, I want to go alone. Just... clear my thoughts.”
He nodded, but his eyes lingered a second too long, like he hated letting me out of sight. I grabbed the keys and slipped out.
The store was busy, carts rattling, people chatting about nothing. I wandered the ais
