The first hour of the drive passed in uncomfortable silence. Steven focused on the road, his hands steady on the wheel, while I stared out the window at the passing landscape. Forests gave way to fields, which gave way to more forests. The world kept turning, indifferent to the turmoil inside this car.
This was our first appearance as the new Alpha and Luna, I reminded myself, watching my reflection in the window glass. We needed to appear strong. United. Like we actually chose this life instead of having it thrust upon us.
"Amber."
His voice startled me from my thoughts.
"I need to talk to you about that night," he said, his eyes still on the road but his jaw tight.
"About when you—" he continued.
"There's nothing to talk about," I cut him off, my voice flat.
"I think there is." Hi
