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I could hear shuffling and knew what Deacon had in mind. He was going to attack the witches to buy us time, and for some reason, that fact didn’t sit right with me. I had no warm and fuzzy feelings for the man, but if he were willing to d*e for a few seconds of time, the least I could do was fight for him. There was no part of me that wanted to sit down with Bridgette and explain to her how her mate had died, so I decided I wouldn’t.
“Hold onto me.” I whispered to Tristan and Dina.
Outside, in the d**d of night, there were nothing but shadows. Clinging to every tree, leaf, and dark crevice in the forest, they lingered and watched. Like a million beady eyes turning my way, I could feel their attention shift to me. When I commanded them this time around, I didn’t use words.
Somehow, the shadows knew what I wanted, and didn’t hesitate to oblige.
The sound of raging wind tore past my ears, whipping my hair into a frenzy around my face, but it wasn’t air that had rushed into the warehouse. Heavy shadows, impenetrable in their absolute darkness, filled the room like a cloud of thick smoke. One minute everything was visible, the lights on the ceilings swaying back and forth slowly, and the next we were submerged in total darkness.
All I could do for Deacon was send out a silent prayer that he’d make it out safely while I hauled Tristan and Dina to the doors. It was the scent of the forest I followed, of damp soil and dewy leaves. As we ran out the back of the warehouse and a sky speckled with stars exploded into life above our heads, I caught a strong whiff of something burning.
Dina was incredibly fast, even for a Vampire. She released her hold on my t- shirt and spun around, staring into the blackened doorway for but a fraction of a second.
Finally, she cursed and took a deep breath.
“Let’s go.” She said darkly, looking back one last time before the three of us pressed forward.
Half a minute later the three of us were in a dark-colored minivan, whizzing down the backroads at speeds that made my stomach clench and unclench. In the back of my mind, behind the fear, angst, and guilt for Breyona’s parents, I had the urge to laugh. Here I was, the Vampire Queen and Luna to the notorious Alpha Nolan, terrified not from the powerful witches chasing us, but of riding in a d**n car.
When I craned my head and stared out the rear windshield, my fear of the metal box we were riding in vanished. Even in total darkness, I could see the grey smoke that wafted into the sky. Many times I’d seen plumes of smoke rising from bonfires. There was always so much, filling the air and tainting it with the scent of burning wood, but this-this was easily tenfold. A sickening feeling in my gut told me that there would be nothing left of the warehouse come morning.
Dina broke the silence, her eyes skewering me through the rearview mirror.
“You better hope my mate don’t d*e or I’ll hand your a*s over to them witches myself.”
She sounded more than serious, enough to make Tristan stiffen in the passenger seat. His eyes paled, narrowing in her direction, but she didn’t give him the slightest hint of her attention.
There was something that pulled my eyes away from Dina and back towards the growing pillar of smoke. I thought of the Vampire’s inside, how they had been ready to evacuate but hadn’t yet left the building. Each of their faces flashed in my mind, not as friend or foe, but as innocent people with hopes and dreams of their own. Every single one of them were living on the run, never settling down, never seeking out the things they wanted most.
“He won’t d*e. None of them will.”
The sound of my own voice caught me off guard. I wasn’t sure what prompted me to say this, but I sounded so sure that it made me pause. A chill worked its way down my spine, so strong that I had to bite my tongue to keep my teeth from chattering.
“What did you do just now?” Dina snapped, nearly tipping the van as she hit a sharp curve without slowing. “What kind of weird a*s magic was that?”
I blinked at her but didn’t respond, then matched Tristan’s confused stare with one of my own.
Dina let out a huff and rolled her eyes. “The air around you just rippled, and you’re tellin’ me you have no clue what you did just now?”
That seemed to break me out of my stupor, along with the sudden wave of fatigue that settled on my shoulders and began to slowly weigh them down. I ran my tongue along my teeth, unsure of when my mouth had become so dry.
“I wasn’t trying to do anything.” I insisted, biting back a yawn, and swiping at my eyes. “How come you could see the air ripple, but neither one of us noticed?”
“How the h**l should I know?” She retorted, “I’ve always been sensitive with that kind of stuff, just like
Spence has always been terrified of it. I’ve got some distant cousins living in New Orleans that practice voodoo, maybe that’s where it comes from. If it ain’t obvious, these aren’t the questions you should be asking. You look bone tired, but you didn’t five minutes ago. So clearly you were working some type of magic. I suggest you figure it out before-“
Farther up the road, a cloaked figure stepped out of the brush. I spotted the vines twisting around her arms, and felt my stomach drop as she lifted them above her head. The asphalt began to split in two, but the sound was drowned out by Tristan’s shout.
“Watch out!”
He grabbed the steering wheel and jerked it to the left, sending us veering straight into the forest.
Every muscle in my body tensed, remembering how it had felt the first time around when impact smashed into my body, flexing every bone and joint until I could feel each one hiding beneath my skin.
Rather than the teeth-rattling feeling of collision, I was hit with something just as terrible.
I could feel the moment the wheels of the van left the ground and knew we were soaring through the air, narrowly missing the tree’s that whizzed by. My stomach dropped and bile filled my mouth when the nose of the van dipped towards the ground. Seconds seemed to race by without caution. Either that, or time itself had slowed.
When Tristan looked back, the pale blues of his eyes wide, I knew we were moments away from impact.
“Brace yourself.” I heard him say.
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Rather than felt, I heard the screech of metal twisting and tearing, followed by a loud splash. Before I could swipe away the moisture that coated my face, the entire world went dark.
“D**n it, Daisy…” A voice snarled, practically shouting in my ear. “…one minute before I throw your a*s over my shoulder and-“
All at once the memories collided in my head, exploding in a symphony of screeching tires, torn metal, and rushing water. The soundtrack was backed by Tristan’s voice, which was growing angrier by the second. When I was able to pry my eyes open, my surroundings quickly sharpened and the forest we were in came into view. While I was more than thankful there wasn’t any light to blind me, there was a gnawing sort of pain covering most of my body.
‘Goddess, I hate cars. ‘ Maya groaned, ‘We’re running everywhere from now on.’
“You need to get the h**l up before the witches catch up.” Tristan hissed quietly, wedging his hands underneath my arms.
As he lifted me to my feet, the pain that wrapped itself around every bone and muscle in my body began to throb, pulsating to the same beat as my heart. I must’ve let out groan of some sort because
Tristan muttered an apology and began looking me over. I swayed on my feet as he lifted my t-shirt, trying and failing miserably to swat his hands away.
“I’m fine!” I insisted, “I just need a d**n minute.”
“We don’t have a minute.” He retorted, jostling me hard enough to snare my attention.
It was then I looked at him, noticing the blood that trickled from a g**h on his forehead. His hair was matted and disheveled, the blond strands tinted copper with blood. I trailed my eyes downwards and frowned. His clothes were wet. Soaked to the bone, actually.
I spun around fast enough to make my vision blur, the tree’s doubling and tripling before my eyes. It didn’t stop me from seeing the river we’d crashed into, or the minivan wedged directly in its center. The windows were blown out and the airbags deployed, blocking me from seeing into the driver’s side.
“Tristan, where is Dina?” I asked quietly, not tearing my eyes away from the van. “Don’t tell me you left her in there.”
“Daisy.” He said in warning.
“Get her out of there!” I snarled, whirling on him. “Get her out, now!”
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