Desire's Pov:
I had to rush from his house. As soon as Anthony handed me my backpack, I didn't feel good. I got to my father's car and stopped at the passenger door. Sweat poured from my face.
"Desire, get in the car." Father instructed.
Breathing hard, I opened the car door and slowly got in. I threw my bag in the back before I turned to the door and slammed it shut. Father drove off. Maybe it was something I ate. Whatever it was, my stomach was hurting. My wolf was stirring once again.
"Did you have fun?" Father asked me.
I leaned forward, groaning in pain. Father glanced at me.
"What's wrong with you?" He asked me.
"I don't know." I told him. "I don't feel good."
Father drove until he got to the park. I rested my head against glove compartment.
"Desire, what did you eat?!"
