Tobi’s POV
The rest of the drive was uneventful—by now, I could do this route with my eyes closed. I pushed the hire car harder than I probably should have, but I needed to get back. To get Lila home. I could probably run faster if I shifted, but a massive grey wolf streaking through open farmland? That would cause more trouble than it was worth.
Instead, I entertained myself by breathing in the soft, floral sweetness of Lila’s scent. It clung to the fabric of the car, to my skin, to my thoughts. I let myself get lost in the memory of her—naked, laughing, breathless in the warmth of our tent in the woods. That had been the best week of my life.
I found myself wondering—was it too soon to ask her to move in with me? Would she think that was weird? Maybe I didn’t need to ask. She already
