~ LYRA ~
I’m squirming in my seat, stuck between my stepfather and my mate. The rocking motions of the truck are messing with my head, but I ignore it and pick at my nails.
My stepfather had insisted we drive, and Ronan had agreed, playing the part of the good host. He got dressed as I requested and even accepted the gauntlet I had tossed his way.
Before we left, he teased me with kisses and lingering touches. But when we arrived at my childhood home to speak with Silas, he remained on his best behaviour.
Things had gone better than I expected, but my nerves were still all over the place.
Ronan explained his intentions to my stepfather and promised to marry me properly to appease human tradition. I was shocked by his declaration, but it pleased me to no end. He also said our mating is
