Bella:
Just as Ryder had asked, I walked two blocks away and stood there, waiting. A sleek, black BMW zoomed past, almost throwing my skirt up in the air, but I grabbed the front, clasping it to my lap. The car parked in front of me, and the driver rolled his window down.
My face etched into a frown, and Ryder chuckled lowly.
“I’m sorry,” he said, and I rolled my eyes, walking toward the car as he opened the door for me.
The car looked new and beautiful, but what did I expect from the alpha? They were stinking rich, but it was almost impossible for him to let Ryder off with just a car. Alpha Fred would rather get him a fleet of cars with drivers to move around the pack.
“My dad gave it to me during the weekend,” he said, and I looked at him with my mouth ajar. “It is a gift from my mu
