Chapter 26

Becca POV

As Bas drove, I couldn’t resist stealing glances at him. His knuckles white from gripping the wheel, a vein pulsating on his forehead, and his breaths coming out ragged, as if he were struggling to contain his anger.

Flashes of him gripping Joe against the tree flooded my mind.

Why was he so mad? Did he desperately want to kill me that the thought of someone else doing it made him get so angry like this?

My mind raced with many possibilities. Confused on what to do.

“Stop staring,” Bas muttered, his eyes fixed on the road ahead.

I jerked slightly, caught off guard. “Wh-what?” I stammered, meeting his intense gaze.

He turned to face me, his expression unreadable. “Why don’t you just say what’s on your mind?” he urged, before returning his attention to the road, his grip tightening on the steering wheel.

There was no way I was going to tell him what’s going on in my mind. I didn’t trust him

But you’re here with him and having no idea where his taking you too. A voice in with