Lilith's POV
I didn't trust the twins-not for a single, solitary second. On the drive back to school, I made sure they were ahead of me the entire way, convinced they might turn around and head for my pack to pull some ridiculous stunt. When they suggested one of them ride with me, my immediate response was a resounding *hell no.*
*They'd definitely ditch us if they heard your car singing,* my wolf commented, shaking her head in amused disapproval.
"I happen to *love* singing in the car, and if you don't like it, I simply don't care," I shot back, wiggling my head in rhythm with the music. "You clearly didn't grow up appreciating the finer things in life."
*Finer things? Really? You're going to convince me that 'to the window, to the wall' is real music?* she retorted dryly.
Igno
