Every night after, I struggled to shove those thoughts from my head. Axel was only a boy then, and Dane was the first man I had ever thought about in such regard. It felt like a sin.
"Did anything happen five years ago?" I scoffed, heat rising to my cheeks. "I don't know what you're talking about."
He smirked, his focus lingering on the road as he gently steered the wheel. A moment of silence passed between us.
"Don't avoid me, Aurelia." This time, his voice was low. His jaw flexed, veins growing thicker on his hands.
The atmosphere in the car shifted. Tension rising in the silence.
My wolf stirred, sensing his emotions. Pain.
Why would he feel pain? Have I said something to upset him?
I cleared my throat, changing the subject. "So how long do you plan on staying in New York?"
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