My heart slammed so hard in my chest that I swore the entire vehicle could hear it.

“Are you alright?” Micah asked, his voice luring me out of my reverie, and I could only nod. “It will be fine; we are very welcoming in my pack.”

Yeah, welcoming, just what I wanted.

Only I could wake up more the next morning to see that they were driving a stake through my heart.

“Yes. I am ready to meet your pack.” The lie slid out easily from my mouth, my heart more than willing to back it up.

I was a likeable person after all. Thalia and Theo—even though the thought...