Chapter Fifteen

Scarlett’s POV

The car ride home feels like an eternity. The silence between us is suffocating—so thick I can almost hear the weight of his anger pressing against the glass. Alpha Killian doesn’t look at me once. His knuckles grip the steering wheel so tightly that the veins in his hands bulge, and his jaw ticks every few seconds. I want to say something—anything—but the tension in the air is too sharp to cut through.

By the time we reach his mansion, my stomach twists ...