How had they ended up here? After the kiss, and the conversation they had in the van, he’d assumed everything was sorted. They had a plan, a flaky-as-fuck plan, but a plan nonetheless. And now this—a complete one-eighty. Fuck.As much as he hated to admit it, a lot of this was probably down to him and his constant I-hate-shifters vibe. Not the biting and the kidnapping, though. That was definitely on Nathan. But strangely enough, Jared had accepted that. People panicked and made stupid decisions, and that was what Nathan had done.The last thing he wanted to do was explain about his past, but that was what he needed to do. He put his hands on Nathan’s and lowered them. “I feel like I’m repeating myself here, but you insist on bringing it up again. I’m not staying with you because you’re forcing me to. It’s the best and safest way for us both to get through this mess.”“But—”Jared stood and pointed at the bedroom, fed up of having to talk in harsh whispers when what he wanted to do was yell.
