Page 82 of Hot Girls Date Shifters

Rolling the window down another inch so the warm summer air can whip through her blonde hair.

Every few minutes she says something that makes me smile.

“Oh!”

She points toward the woods.

“Did you see that fox?”

“I did.”

“And those purple flowers...”

She cranes her neck to get a better look.

“... those would look beautiful outside the shop.”

God.

She's happy.

I don't want to be the one who ruins that.

Unfortunately...

We're getting close to territory that isn't meant for outsiders.

Lake Ursa isn't just another pretty spot outside of town.

It belongs to the Barvale Clan.

Most humans don't wander this far.

Most don't even know these roads exist.

The farther north you go, the more likely you are to run into one of us.

Or...

Someone who doesn't belong here.

My grip tightens on the steering wheel.

I should turn around.

I really should.

Tell her the overlook is closed.

Make up some excuse.

Take her for ice cream instead.

My Bear immediately growls his disapproval.

No.

Mate asked.