Weekend rolled around faster than anyone anticipated. Packed with bags and inconsiderable nerves, Sebastian found himself on a road trip—one he hadn’t proposed and had absolutely no control over.
He should have been driving. Or at least sitting in the front. But instead, he watched as the jaguar steered the wheel like he owned the damn road. Sebastian’s wolf bristled every time the cat turned. His instincts screamed at him to assert dominance, challenge him, or at the very least growl back.
He probably would’ve if Ravyn wasn’t curled up beside him in the back seat. Her head rested on his shoulder, soft and warm and slightly drooling.
He found it cute.
“Again,” the blonde whined from the front passenger seat—for the fifteenth time—“remind me why we couldn’t have booked flights and taken
