CATRIONA
Sandra was driving us back to the pack house, but her cold attitude since I walked out of Gabriel’s house was starting to gnaw at me.
Why on earth did my body react so strongly to Gabriel’s touch? Even now, I could still feel the heat lingering where his fingers had brushed against me, and my lips tingled from our kiss. It felt... incredible. There was a moment where I wanted more—more of him, more of that feeling—but no. This wasn’t right. I shouldn’t be entertaining these thoughts. I made a promise to Jayden. I swore I’d be loyal to him.
Shaking the thought from my mind, I turned to Sandra.
“Sandra, did I do something to upset you?” I asked, keeping my voice soft.
“No. You didn’t,” she snapped, her tone clipped and irritated.
“Then why are you giving me the cold shoulder?
