ASHLEY

"I see you now have a place in Carson's car," Jasmine said with a bitter look on her face.

As usual, my wolf growled as I stood face-to-face with Jasmine. But I made up my mind to contain my wolf. I was not giving her the pleasure of seeing me shiver.

"I don't understand what you're saying," I said to her.

"The hell you don't!" she yelled.

"Carson offered to carry me in his car," I said, calmly.

Since she was desperate for an explanation, I decided to give her one. Immediately ...