I snapped back into awareness with a scream as I tried to make sense of my surroundings.
“Hey, you’re in my car- you’re safe,” Evander reassured me evenly as I tried to release the panic from my body.
“Where are we going?” I croaked.
“The pack house, we’re nearly there,” he murmured as we took a final turn onto the long driveway I had driven up once before. The stately house loomed in the shadows ahead.
“My brother,” I finally remembered, and my throat closed as I realized he was probably freaked out.
He passed me his phone, “Let him know you’re safe and I will take you back when you are well.”
I swallowed, a bitter voice in my head claimed I would never be “well” again. Ignoring it, I sent Fritz a text and asked him to apologize to Ariel for me and then I passed him back the phone
