Chapter 10: Mate, I Feel Terrible
(Evelyn's POV)
Harper Lane's gaze suddenly filled with wariness as she looked at me. Her earlier sweetness vanished, replaced by something territorial and sharp.
"Dr. Evelyn, that's my place—" she repeated, her voice hardening.
For a brief moment, I was consumed by self-loathing. What was I thinking? Of course the mistress would claim the front passenger seat. It was her rightful place now, wasn't it? The place of the favored one.
I stood frozen, unsure how to respond without causing a scene. The other healers watched with barely concealed interest, eager for more drama to gossip about later.
At that moment, Alexander smiled—actually smiled—and took Harper's hand in his. "We have a pack driver. Let her sit in the front. You'll sit in the back w
