The atmosphere inside the car was chilly. The cold tension that emanated from the backseat was enough to cause both Noah and Jake discomfort throughout the ride.
One would think that alone the thought of having to face sixteen werewolf packs in a war would be enough to force even the bitterest enemies to put aside their disagreements and work together as a team; let alone a couple who was clearly in love with each other. Not so with Ronan and Lucien who, instead of getting closer, were getting into an argument instead.
'You two are ridiculous,' Beowulf commented.
'Talk to your Landon. I did not do anything wrong,' Ronan quipped.
'Ronan, it is not always about being right. Argh, you are the human being here. Why am I even giving you advice on how to deal with Lucien?'
Ronan rolled with his eyes.
'I did not ask for any.'
'...'
