-NIA'S POV-
Wincing and grimacing, I gazed through the windscreen and the window from the passenger's seat. “Where are we going?”
The muscles in Lykoan’s jaws tightened, and his knuckles wrapped around the steering wheel a little tighter.
Lykoan was silent the entire time when he put me into the Porsche and sped off. He drove like a furious madman and there was no opportunity to jump out.
We traveled for miles through woodlands and towns and hit a freeway. Not even stopping for the flashing police who blared their sirens, chasing us after he broke every road code and drove on the shoulder of the road. I covered my eyes with one hand when it became too much to bear.
Talk about pure terror!
At one point, the vehicle slowed down, and I removed my hands hoping we were at our destinatio
