Book 2: Chapter 31

Osiris POV

The drive to Petra's cottage is quiet. Willow fidgets awkwardly in her seat as we take the winding roads that lead up the mountain. I have never seen her so flustered. Normally, she is calm and composed, with a steady head on her shoulders. But today, she seems nervous and excitable.

Whatever happened during her last episode seems to have changed her. She is now wearing fingerless gloves and touching me on the arm and the shoulder. She is laughing at my jokes rather than rolling her eyes at me and flirting. I think my mate is flirting with me.

I turn down the small gravel lane that leads to the cottage. My small sports car hits every bump on the lane, and I glance over to see Willow's gloved hands digging into the leather of my seats.

"You aren't taking me out to the middle of nowhere to kill me, are you?" Willow chuckles nervously.

"I promised you that my wolf never hurt you," I answer her, but she does not look convinced.

"I know King would never hurt me, b