“I don’t trust your wolf not to come forward again,” I admit, my voice small.
His lips twitch. “Koda won’t hurt you,” he murmurs, his voice too close to a promise I wish I could believe, so knowing this man hates my guts, I wouldn’t put it past him to make me his b***h just to torment me.
I don’t move. I can’t. My pulse is pounding so loud I’m sure he hears it.
Then… he steps back.
Just a fraction.
“Get in the car, Autumn.”
I exhale shakily. Fine. Whatever it’s not like anyone will miss me if he does kill me, he can’t take me, I have no wolf yet which might irritate his wolf despite how good I might smell to him. My mother probably wouldn’t even notice if I died.
Still, I don’t want to make another scene. I definitely don’t want him tossing me over his shoulder like some feral cavem
