Tristan sat and watched the unfamiliar surroundings with little interest and panic as the car moved past.
He had noticed something was wrong after the driver took a wrong turn and he asked him about it but he ignored him.
"You know how Alpha Mitch is right?" Tristan spoke up again after being ignored for the last hour.
The driver still didn't say anything in response but his grip on the steering wheels tightened as the tension in the car became heavier than a ton of iron.
"You can't hurt me". Tristan said again softly as the sky was beginning to darken.
"Shut the hell up!" The driver yelled suddenly and slammed on the brake without a warning and caused him to jerk forward in his seat.
He turned his neck to look at him with eyes as fiery as fire from the pit of hell.
"Do you think he gives a fuck about you? If you are gone he will get another Omega to replace you!". He yelled, blaring his teeth at him.
