Emma's Pov
As the mysterious man starts the motorcycle, I cling tighter around his waist. Through my fingers, I feel him chuckle, likely due to the movement of his abdomen. He definitely made that hold on tighter to him, which isn't entirely bad.
Holy f**k, how does he have such defined abs, my Goddess! This man is out of this world, for sure, it can't be possible!
I snuggle closer to his body, partly because of the cutting wind coming our way and partly because I want to stay intact, without flying off somewhere. I rest my head against the guy's back, breathing for the first time in hours, relieved.
The argument between the Night Howlers Pack and the Moonshadow Pack still echoes in my mind. Especially the cruel words of my older brother, James.
I don't know where the mysterious man i
