I ignored them, heaving my bike onto the road and starting the engine.
Wind whipped past me. There was nothing but those red taillights.
I caught up to them in minutes, weaving around the SUV. I couldn’t see Tara through the tinted windows. Only the driver was visible, his yellow eyes fixed on me.
I couldn’t stop them without risking her. A crash wouldn’t kill a werewolf.
Tara was only human.
I chased them over the bridge. Past the concrete graveyard where I found Tara earlier today.
We passed the sign for Port Tortuga, venturing further into the country. Down single-lane roads. Around winding turns.
I didn’t know where they were taking her. All I knew was that I wouldn’t let them get away.
We came quickly around a bend. An arm reached out the window of the SUV, gun aimed at me.
The first bullet whizzed past my head. The second was more accurate, grazing my arm and leaving a burning trail.
I zig-zagged over the road, speeding up to use the other side of the SUV as cover.
There was no shoulder on the road. The tires of the bike tore up grass and grit before I jerked back into the lane.
The muzzle flashed. Bullets flew at me one after another.
Sparks sprayed as they hit the metal of my bike. The engine hissed. The bike lurched to a stop.
I dropped it in the middle of the road.
They were taking her.
Your turn,I told the beast.
My bones broke. Muscles tore.
The beast didn’t hesitate. He followed the SUV at an impossible speed.
Breath fogged around him. Shapes blurred past.
The SUV pulled farther ahead.
I pushed harder. Harder and harder until those red lights flashed ahead of me, the SUV turning down an invisible driveway.
I wasn’t far behind, skirting the edges of the driveway and moving silently through the trees.
I knew they were coming before I heard them. Their scent was everywhere, coating the bark of every tree.
Werewolves.
So many shapes melting out of the shadows, their eyes glowing shades of amber, yellow, and blue. Too many to fight.
I hit them anyway, claws flying at the nearest attacker.
They tried to keep me from her, to subdue me as the SUV vanished out of sight. I didn’t stop—only turned to swipe my claws or snap my teeth.
A house appeared in the shadows and I knew where we were. Knew what I would see as the door to the SUV flew open.
A flash of blonde hair caught the starlight.