Chapter 30
Andrew The second I saw her slip into the car, my chest tightened. Goddammit, every time she sat in my car, it felt like my lungs forgot how to work. My wolf was already pacing inside me, growling low, restless, ready to pounce. She glanced over her shoulder, where my Beta and Delta gave her an awkward little wave. Her only response was a flat stare before she turned back around. Yeah. Real warm welcome. Truth was, I’d dragged them along because silence with her had been unbearable. Or maybe it was the suffocating tension. Or I just needed backup. I wasn’t sure which excuse I liked best, but none of them sounded Alpha enough. Pathetic, that’s what it was. I inwardly huffed, jaw tightening. “You’ve met my Beta, John, and my Delta, Greg,” I said, trying to sound casual. My tone came out
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