The Alpha's a b***h, Book Two, Chapter 1
IT HAD BEEN HOURS SINCE they were so forcefully pushed out of the safety of Stephanie's house and they were still on the road. Running his hands through his hair, Frost breathed in deeply. He knew that he needed to come up with a plan. And the sooner the better. It wouldn't be dark much longer, he had less than a quarter of a tank of gas and he had no idea how close or how far away the next gas station was.
But he just kept on driving. Not really listening to the music in the CD player as it played quietly in the background, Frost kept on cruising along the interstate to who knows where, with Stephanie still asleep in the passenger seat. They had been driving for what seemed like days now and Frost was now taking his turn at the wheel so she could
