My Shifter

Celine’s POV

We’ve been on the road for two days straight, covering miles of terrain without a single stop longer than a bathroom break. Normally, this kind of travel would wear anyone out, but Sebastian’s cars are far from ordinary. They’re designed to transform, and with the press of a button, the backseat turns into a bed. This setup has allowed me to rest during our journey, nestled between Dolton and Sebastian. It’s a strange comfort, though—Dolton, who used to be so hesitant to touch me, now seems to have overcome his fears. Sebastian either joins us or watches from a distance, which only adds to the complexity of our situation. The car’s confined space doesn’t exactly help either, making things even more intense.

Every night, I make a point of doing something to ease Dolton’s anxiety. His nerves have been on edge ever since this journey began, and I’ve learned that quick, spontaneous moments help calm him. As soon as we’re done, we clear away the bedding, restoring the car to it