“Ace, why do you always get so nervous around me?” His ice blue eyes search mine for an answer.
“That wouldn’t have been tolerated at my pack.” I say nervously.
“You aren’t at your pack right now Ace.” He sighs, “let’s try to work on this, yeah?”
“Yes Alpha.” I respond.
“Where are you and your Grandma headed next?” He asks.
“The pack house.” I look at him curiously.
“Good, you think I can catch a ride?” A laugh escapes me, “you really want to ride in my Grandmothers car?” I look at him like he’s crazy.
“Yes, it’s getting cold and I walked here,” he says seriously. “Let’s go” he calls to me while I stare from the sidewalk. He opens the passenger side door, “Jean could you give me a lift to the pack house?” He asks.
“Of course dear,” she replied as I slipped into the back.
