Gay?

Ava Wilson POV

"Don't worry, even though he may look like a piece of shit, he knows what he's doing," Amelia assured me, bringing me back from my thoughts.

She was right. Despite his appearance, he had the knowledge and expertise required for the task at hand—bringing the daughter of an Alpha.

Given my parents' nature, he wouldn't dare play around with this. He knew the consequences would be severe. No one would understand that I was doing this willingly.

I was injured, and he was dragging me along. It wasn't safe at all.

"Wise words," I commented with a smile, acknowledging her correctness.

"Here we are," Mark announced.

We had come a long way from the pack house, and luckily, nobody had noticed our absence. That was a relief. We swiftly hopped into a taxi, wasting no time, and the driver immediately began driving.

My heart raced with a mix of excitement and unease. Nausea crept in as I thought about going to a club for the first time. My condition and appearance didn't match the occ