Shyla's POV:
Regret for my outburst flooded in as I stared out the window silently. Kellen accelerated down the highway, leaving Lunar City behind. His warm hand tightened possessively on my thigh, sending a shiver through me. I could feel the tension mounting between us as he eagerly awaited my response, yet I remained silent, grappling with my conflicting emotions.
What had I been thinking, boldly proclaiming to Kellen Clarke that I belonged to him?
"What?" he asked with a playful smile, his voice a soft melody. "Has that smart mouth of yours finally found its silence?"
I could feel his intense gaze, a silent challenge urging me to respond. It didn't matter what I came up with to say to him; I knew he would twist my words and use them against me.
With a deep sigh, I turned to me
