Page 18 of Spike

I must be special or something, but then, this situation felt different.

My wolf immediately went haywire the moment we arrived at the Blue Vale Wolf Pack compound, but there were no alarm bells when I was with Spike.

In fact, my wolf and I felt completely safe with him, and that unsettled me a little, especially given I had just met Spike today.

Still, my wolf had never steered me wrong before, and I trusted him without question.

There was a strange connection between Spike and me, one that went beyond words.

For now, I decided I would go with my gut instinct and see where it would lead. Besides, it wasn't like I had any particular plans, no direction in mind, and Jack was still out there.

If I didn't accept Spike's protection, sooner or later, Jack would find me... although it still confused me why he was intent on pursuing me.

As Spike's motorcycle cut through the chilly night, the rhythmic purr of the engine became a soothing noise to my ears.

The leather cut draped over my shoulders provided a strange sense of security. I couldn't ignore the strange pull I felt toward Spike, as if some unseen force was guiding me.

For a moment, I even replayed the scene in my head when Spike mentioned he was interested in knowing me. He liked me... right? I wasn't imagining things?

Being on the road for so long, I didn't have time to make social connections, much less seriously date someone.

Sure, I had given in to a one-night-stand every now and then, but that didn't really count. My father always believed things happened for a reason.

What if my misadventures with Jack had led me to Spike? I shook my head, dismissing those foolish thoughts.

If there was one thing I learned while being on my own for so long, it was that I had to be practical.

Despite my practicality, an unspoken curiosity about Spike lingered. What would it be like to stay with him, surrounded by his pack and motorcycle club brothers?

Would it be a chance for something more, or just a temporary respite from the dangers lurking in the shadows?

Night had fallen by the time we arrived at the gate leading to the MC compound.

The sight of guards at the door triggered a sense of unease, a reminder of my earlier apprehension when entering the Blue Vale Valley Wolf Pack compound.

"Hey," Spike's voice interrupted my tense thoughts, and I realized I was clutching onto him too tightly.

I forced myself to relax as Nitro exchanged a few words with the guards.

"Yeah?" I whispered.

"If you're not comfortable staying here, I could bring you to a motel in town," Spike suggested, his tone considerate. "And look behind you."

I followed his advice and turned around. To my immense relief, a tow truck with my car right behind it greeted my eyes.

Spike had been true to his word, proving to be nothing but incredibly thoughtful throughout our tumultuous journey.

"A motel sounds nice but..." I trailed off, embarrassed to admit I couldn't afford it.

"Look, a former MC member runs the Lotus Motel. He owes me a favor, so I could probably get you a room for free," Spike suggested, cutting off my hesitation. "I insist."

"I can't possibly..." I began, feeling torn.

"I insist," Spike repeated firmly.

"Hey, you two coming inside or what?" Nitro's voice echoed from beyond the gate, already past the guards.

"Okay," I whispered, my gratitude evident.

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