___ Nathaniel's POV ___
In the next moment, my rational mind took over, and I pushed her roughly to the other side of the car against the opposite door. My posture was stiff, I raised my hand and clutched my pounding heart.
Emily Collins, the woman plaguing my thoughts and dreams, and the stupid pup I call my wolf. My irrational mind and wolf felt bad that I pushed her so roughly that her head hit the window. She covered her reddened forehead with her hand and pouted as she asked in a childlike voice, "Why did you push me? Oh... My stomach hurts!" She grabbed at her stomach with both hands, confused that I might have hurt her.
I just stated factually, "I don't like people touching me."
This woman who has been plaguing my mind leaned her head back against the seat and giggled. Reachi
