Nicole’s POV
Even though Nathan was no longer pressing me against the wall, I felt stuck and unable to move, like his invisible hands were still holding me against the wall.
Maybe it was the shame I felt that held me against the wall. What the hell was I thinking about puking out my lips like that to be a kid, like I was some love drunk teenager?
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. I thought, hitting my head several times. Who knows what Nathan would be thinking now?
As much as I was tempted to leave, I can’t leave. I wasn’t some weak woman that could be scared easily. My wolf might be weak, but I sure as hell was tough, especially with the life of my children on the line. I will stay here until my children are found and, hopefully, that will be soon.
I tossed my bag on the bed and marched out
