Escapees

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Xavier pulled Zoe after her and got her in his car, intent to drive her home, back in her pack.

He took off his coat and wrapped her in it before opening the passeger seat of his car and letting her in. She got in without hesitation even though she had no idea how much trouble had been attracted her way that night.

Xavier got in and extended his hand. She sighed but didn't place hers in his which infuriated him and he took the bleeding hand despite her resistence. He took out a handkerchief, she recognised it as the one he often carried with him and he wrapped it around her cut knowing that it was not going to heal quick like a full werewolf.

And without a word he started driving.

They stayed thay way for about half an hour before the silence was too much for him and he started, "Are you going to tell me what you were doing in my party tonight?"

She did not respond.

"Zoe, I said-"

"I heard you." She snapped.

"Then answer the damned question." He had had awful few days an