Blakely’s POV
What was that? What the hell was that??
I’m breathing heavy, holding my hands tightly to my chest, the rain pounding against the car.
“Blakely, are you alright?”
I turn my head towards Alpha Jake, he’s got one hand still on the ceiling of the car and the other is working to release his seat belt.
I nod, panting slightly. I notice a pain in my forehead for the first time. I reach up and touch it, wincing at the pain, drawing my hand back to see blood on my fingers.
Alpha Jake’s face is in front of mine now, he’s escaped the seat belt and I notice little cuts all over his face from the shattered glass.
He works quickly, holding me upside down while releasing the seat belt, catching me so I don’t flop onto the ceiling.
My chest feels sore from the seat belt. I little
