The hours felt like an eternity.
Sitting next to Alpha Jeremiah in that car was like being trapped in a room with a ticking bomb. Every second was heavy, dragging on painfully slow. I could feel the tension between us, thick enough to cut with a knife. I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye, half expecting him to say something, anything, but of course, he didn’t. He just stared straight ahead, driving like I wasn’t even there.
I hated him.
I glared at his profile, wondering for the thousandth time why the gods would curse me with him as my mate. What had I done in a past life to deserve this? Was I some kind of villain, paying for my sins now? It felt like it. There were moments in the ride where I thought I might scream from frustration, but I held it in. Instead, I pressed my fo
