Lily's POV
If Zac could feel my hand trembling in his grasp, he played it off well. He had an easy gaze on the road ahead of him, a lazy hand on the steering wheel, humming softly to the sound of music crooning from his speaker.
While I was a cold mess with scattered thoughts.
Zac can't be my mate, it's probably just my nerves acting up. I want it to be Ren, and even if it's not Ren, I'm still going to choose him… if I haven't f****d things up in that aspect.
He still wasn't replying to my messages. What if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore?
And even if he still likes me, what are the chances that Zac would let us be together if we were mates?
Why choose? A sinister voice that reeked of femme fatale slithered into my thoughts. When you can have both.
I shivered, pressing a h
