Kaya
His voice is a low growl when he tells me to get in the car. His car. I keep walking and pretend I didn’t hear him. He’s never called me by my name before and at the sound of it I almost turned around and followed him, obeying the order. i fight the instinct and urget to do so and ignore him.
“Kaya.”
His voice is still a growl, lowered and the wolf inside me reacts to it instantly. She jumps. I clench my teeth against the strange feeling and continue walking.
“Where are you going?”
This time his voice betrays that he is trying to control himself too. I was sure he doesn't like being disobeys and I am sure he has no other motive to be doing what he does besides trying to make people do what he says. I won't give him that.
“It’s non of your business where I am going. “
“Sto
