Nick POV
I park my truck in the driveway of the pack house. I don’t get out because I don’t need anyone to question why I’m mad. My wolf is agitated, so I might just go for a run. He wanted to rip Logan apart, but I had to push him back and fight for control. "f**k, she got me so mad. Why the f**k did she let him kiss her and hold her?" I think to myself. I almost lost my sh*t when she called him a baby. “Are they dating? Fuck.” I groan and punch the steering wheel. I grab my phone and send her a text.
“You owe me a conversation, Riah, and what the hell was that back there? Were you trying to piss me off because, if it was, it worked?" I text.
I turn my phone off and wait for her reply. My phone beeps, and I smirk when I see her name pop up.
“I don’t owe you any explanation. Nick, I’m
