Chapter Twenty-Four

“Where are we going?” I asked for the millionth time. He usually ignored me or changed the subject to my past life or if I heard my wolf yet. I haven’t. 

Damien gripped the steering wheel tightly, giving a look that probably made others cower. “What makes you think I’m going to answer you this time?” 

I crossed my arms, pouting. “Because I don’t understand why it’s a secret” 

We had driven for over four days now, only stopping to let me use the restroom. And to shower when I practically gagged at my own smell and his. He would usually disappear when I was in the whatever place showering, I didn’t dare ask where he would go, but I knew he was close. Damien would allow me to climb in the backseat whenever I wanted to sleep, refusing to le