Emily's pov
I removed the seat belt around me and looked at my house. I squint. The windows are open.
"I think my mom or dad is home," I voiced, staring at the house in confusion. At this hour, they should already be at work.
Bryce bent over to look at my place. "I can smell them so yes, they're there."
I flushed, throwing my hands over my face as I groaned. I was still in Bryson's shirt, my dress and panties ruined.
Mom and dad would not only see me with his clothes on, they'd be able to smell him on me like any normal wolf.
Bryson soothed my back, cooing. " They're not going to say anything to you baby. You mated with your mate, not some stranger. They should expect this."
I uncovered my face, pouting. "It doesn't help the embarrassment knowing they will know their daughter j
