C33 Mia?

IRA

The ride out of the palace was silent.

I could hear my thoughts so clearly it muzzled me.

Dexter was in a mood - one that seemed even worse than before.

I didn't know how to feel or what to do.

I just sat back at the passenger's seat while Dexter drove with a stoic look on his face. Tension rippled in the air, and the mate bond tightened within me, making me even more uncomfortable