Bab 42: Chapter Forty-one

♦Selena POV's♦

We decide to drop Cameron at my house first before going to the park, it wouldn't help if he woke up at the back of the car, plus the cramped space was obviously not comfortable for a fully grown 6"4 Werewolf.

The journey to the park is tense and it takes all I have to concentrate on the road, thoughts are flying through my head a mile a minute.

What if Cyril finds out that I told Dane and decides to take both our memories away? What would I do then?

I try to even out my breathing so I don't alarm Dane who has a worried expression etched on his darkly handsome features, I'm pretty sure he feels way in over his head.

"Talk to me Sel." He murmurs gently when we start off into the park. "You've been glancing around ever since we got here and on the road you kept peeking into the rearview mirror, should I be worried?" 

I can't help but sigh forlornly, just when I thought I've been secretive enough.