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His pack was important to him. He was trying to decide whether or not I was too—even if he’d made that big declaration about how certain he was. We were still too new for him to be as sure about anything as he’d claimed, honestly.
He’d been willing to walk away from me right after we finished with the werewolf side of the mating process, so… I don’t know. I guess I still didn’t trust him.
And knowing that he was keeping shit from me made that worse.
“What?” I asked him, having to yell a little because of the noisy wind.
“You’re gorgeous,” he called back.
I blinked.
My chest warmed a little. “Thanks.”
A moment passed, and then he finally admitted, “I’m nervous.”
There it was.
“It’ll be fine,” I said with a shrug. “I’m used to people not liking me.”
He growled, and his hands tightened on the steering wheel.
But he said nothing.
Things were more tense after that, but I turned my face back toward the window and closed my eyes.
I’d never liked the outdoors, but something about the fresh air felt soothing in a way it never had before.
Then again, I’d never been out in nature this way before, other than the first day I met Axel. And that had been a hell of a day for so many reasons.
And, I supposed, I hadn’t been a werewolf then.
Whether that changed anything other than my ability to shift into a furry monster, I didn’t know.
A few minutes later,we finally reached the pack’s territory. Axel backed into the gap between two trucks, parking and then walking around to my door. He caught it when I opened it, and tipped his head toward the back seat. “Would you mind…” he trailed off, grimacing a bit.
I lifted an eyebrow, knowing exactly what he was trying not to ask.
I wasn’t going to make this shit easy for him, though.
“Would I mind what?”
His grimace deepened. “Putting some of the new clothes on?”
“Of course I wouldn’t mind it. We spent hours at the damn store, remember? I picked everything myself.”
“I remember.” He grabbed the nearest bag and pulled it closer to me, but of course, didn’t touch me.
I grabbed a pair of leggings and one of the new tank tops, then shimmied out of my old clothes and into the new ones. When I tugged my hair free of the tank that had trapped it, Axel’s fingers dug into the door’s hand-hold.
“You okay?” I checked, sliding my legs toward the door.
He stepped back. “Just fucking desperate to touch you.”
Ah, yes.
I can’t say I minded his desire to touch me, even if things were weird and uncertain between us.
Granted, he didn’t seem uncertain.
