Page 126 of Big Knot Energy (Shadowverse)

When I finally stopped rolling and bouncing, voices made it through the blood rushing through my ears and my heart pounding like a damn bass drum in my head.

Hands smoothed over my head and hands, and I instantly batted them away, ignoring the pain in an effort to keep Antonio from dragging me from my alphas again.

“Issa – Issa!” Cyrus’s voice was raised over the cacophony of sounds invading my senses. “Stop!”

My eyes were wide as I stared into his face. “Am I alive?”

His lips quirked into a sad smile as he forced me to stay lying on the asphalt, headlights illuminating both of us.

“You’re still alive, sweetheart. Don’t move.”

“I’m fine,” I grunted as I tried again to sit up.

But my head spun, and it felt as though my body, or maybe my mind, was shutting down.

“Fuck! Baby girl, open your eyes!” Ax said, his voice deep and guttural, as though his emotions were clogging his throat the same time a growl worked from his chest.

“Did you catch him?” I muttered as my lashes fluttered in an attempt to open my eyes.

“Bain’s men are dealing with him.”

I forced my lids up and my eyes met Enzo’s. All three of my alphas were kneeling around me, their expressions varying from enraged to downright grief stricken.

“I’m not dead,” I gritted out. But I no longer tried to push to sitting. That hurt too much and made my head spin and my stomach roll. “You look like you’re looking at my corpse.”

I tried to huff a laugh, but even that hurt.

My alphas’ scents surrounded me as their hormones exploded from them.

A broken, stuttering purr was coming from my left, where I’d seen Cyrus.

Sirens wailed in the background, barely making it over the soundsof engines running, feet hitting the pavement, then somewhere in the distance…

My eyes flew open at what sounded like fireworks. Or like several engines were backfiring in rapid succession.

Bain’s men are dealing with him.

Hopefully, by dealing with him Enzo didn’t mean they were literally firing their guns right there on the highway for anyone to see.

Even if they were able to take off before anyone caught sight of their faces, those who’d been close enough when I’d thrown myself from the car would know I was somehow connected, that my pack was somehow connected.

And the last thing we needed was attention from law enforcement over a death –twodeaths counting the asshole alpha who’d helped Antonio – in the middle of a now congested highway.

“Can you keep your eyes open for me, sweetheart?” Cyrus asked. His warm, wet scent washed over my face and coated my tongue as I took in deep breaths, trying to ignore the pain igniting my nerve endings.

“I’m trying,” I forced out through lips that were growing numb.

That can’t be good.

Shock. It had to be shock. It didn’t feel as though I’d broken anything, and I couldn’t clearly remember whether I’d hit my head.

But damn…I had really thrown myself from a moving vehicle.

The sirens grew closer and blue and red flashed across my closed lids or my alphas’ faces when I was able to peel my lids open for a few seconds at a time.

My alphas’ scents faded a touch and growls lifted on the air the same time fresh beta scents surrounded me and hands began to smooth over my head, my neck, my arms and legs.

I was trying so hard to stay awake, to open my eyes and keep them open as a thick collar was wrapped around my neck and I was carefully lifted onto some kind of hard board.

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