Dastien ended up driving, but that was fine because that meant I got control of the radio. We chatted and listened to music the whole drive to Austin. Finding something to talk about with him was never hard. Neither was being quiet. It was comfortable. Even when I felt like I was going crazy, being around Dastien made me feel calm.
He’d said it was because he was a strong alpha, and that centered my wolf. I wasn’t so sure that was it. I’d like to think that if neither of us were werewolves, if we were normal humans, that it would be just as easy. I’d feel just as comfortable.
“What?” He asked as he pulled off the highway. “Nothing.”
“It’s not nothing. What are you thinking? I want to know.” “You don’t have to know everything I think.”
“No. But I can tell you’re happy, and if I did some
