#Chapter139
Evelyn’s POV
Ryland drove us to a motel, we had no idea where to go, all we knew was that I couldn’t go back so that didn’t leave many options. The motel was one of those ones you find on the highway in the middle of nowhere that looks like something a serial killer used to stalk their victims. The man behind the counter looked like he didn’t get much human interaction, he was awkward and made me feel uncomfortable.
Even after we were inside, I checked the locks and the windows, Ryland shook his head at my paranoia.
/"What are you doing?/" he asked as I checked the door once again.
/"Checking the door, he gave me the creeps,/" I tell him, and Ryland shakes his head chuckling to himself.
/"You’re in a motel room with a Lycan but that puny human gives you the creeps?/" he scoffs.
/"You don’t scare me. You’re mine, I trust you not to murder me in my sleep and stuff me as a house ornament,/" I tell him looking out the window.
