Page 44 of Marked By Night

This damn limo is one of the worst ideas I’ve ever had. Yes, it was my idea. I thought if we arrived in a limo it would make us look important and help us pick up chicks. I snort at the idiocy of that. Little did I know I’d meet my mate tonight and none of that would matter.

Although, the fact that both the Elites and the Light Weavers were able to find us so quickly and efficiently proves what Kaos and I have been guessing for months. We’re being watched.

Sadie doesn’t know it yet, but she just threw a bomb into our community and people are going to be gunning for her on all sides, and she doesn’t know a single thing about us or who she is. Keeping her safe is going to be hell.

And Goddess, that temper she has. All I can imagine is that hot mouth wrapped around my cock as I thread my fingers through her blonde hair and slide into her over and over.

My dick stirs inside my jeans. Really? Now is not the time. For shadow’s sake, we’re in the middle of a high-speed chase and all I can think about is her flushed cheeks when I whispered in her ear that I’d fuck her earlier. I subtly adjust myself away from my zipper. Boners in jeans are not fun.

Fortunately—or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it—one of the Blazers rams into us again, snapping me out of my lust-filled thoughts.

“Sir! We’re about to pass the exit for her duplex. Do you want me to keep going?”

I scrub a hand through my hair, debating my options. We have no choice, but to keep going. We can’t exactly lead them straight to her, but it’ll be difficult to get back to her now. Hopefully, she can hold her own until I get there.

“Yeah, keep going!”

He slams his foot down on the gas again, shaking the one tailing us. The other one beside us is forced to change lanes to avoid a slow-moving car, giving Vinson time to sail out ahead of both, but it doesn’t last long. Two SUVs against this long ass limo are terrible odds.

“We have to do something, sir. They’re gaining on us again.”

I check the mirror and sure enough, they’re both right on our asses again. With another string of curses, I let the Blazer on my side get to the passenger door before I roll my window down and throw a bright blue orb of fire at their tire. This time, my magic sails true, hitting its target. I whoop with my small victory, watching as the driver jerks the wheel and starts spinning out of control.

My plan also backfires.

The rotating vehicle clips our tail end, threatening to send us spinning alongside him. Vinson curses, his hands wrangling the wheel in the direction of our spin as he desperately tries to keep us from flipping.

I send up a silent prayer to the Night Goddess. I can’t die before getting to mark my mate, dammit. My entire life, I’ve looked forward to the moment I’m finally able to meet her. Even if I’d given up hope the last few years.

Thank you, Goddess,I think as Vinson manages to right the limo. When I check the rearview mirror, I’m relieved to find the SUV upside down in the ditch.

One down, one to go.

“We need to end this,” I say, my voice hard. Vinson nods and flexes his hands on the steering wheel.

Suddenly, I feel Kaos’s presence in my mind.Dante! Where the fuck are you?he growls through our mental channel.

Ran into some trouble on the freeway,I respond.Did you and Elian get there first?

Please say no.

Yes, and we have bigger problems now.

Fuck.

The Light weavers are in on this, as we suspected. They were already at Sadie’s duplex and left her a message.

On my way,I tell him.

Goddess, this night keeps getting worse. How could they already know about our mate when we only met her yesterday morning? I smell something fishy afoot.

We’ll talk about your tardiness in the training room later. Our mate could’ve got hurt in your absence,Kaos says.

He’s right, but I don’t have time to argue because the other SUV is pelting us with bullets and magic. He can kick my ass in the training room later. I cut the connection off and refocus on my surroundings. The bullets are rapid-fire in succession. Ah, pulling out the big guns, are they? Oh well, time to wrap this up.

Get ready to meet the Night Goddess, fuckers.

Closing my eyes, I reach inside myself, running my mental fingers across the silver threads of my magic. I follow those threads until I find the big ball at the center and tap into it. Then I let my magic loose. It starts as one giant orange-blue ball then breaks off into hundreds of small fires.

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