Afraid

I could not help but secretly exhale in relief; even though I acted as if I wasn't scared, the truth was that my heart was skipping very fast due to nervousness and petrification.

It was a wonder how Wyatt didn't hear my racing heartbeat.

But thinking about it again, I knew Wyatt would, but he brushed it off to strike fear in me so that I would quickly give up asking, but he never expected that I would fiercely stay in my stance.

Wyatt opened the door from his side and alighted the car. Still opening it, he made me do the same thing.

It was when I got out of the car that I realized that we were in the pack prison. My eyes constricted immediately, and ugly memories of the past began to invade my mind, making my mood fall.

I tilted my head in confusion. Weren't we supposed to go on a date? What are we doing here? It can't be that here's our date location, can it?

Suddenly, my eyes widened, and I bit my lower lip in distress. It can't be that Wyatt had a big, pitiful secret that's relat