Page 129 of Shadow City: Silver Wolf

No, they’re just being careful.It was something I would do if I were them.It’s smart.I took the bag from Carter. "Okay, but I won’t cover for your ass again."

I walked through the kitchen, taking my time.Are you there yet?

Yes, I just got into the car. I wasn’t followed—I went out a side door I never use,he rasped.Killian started the car. We’re ready.

All right. It was time.

I pushed open the back door and stepped out…and someone grabbed me from behind, spinning me in the direction of the garbage can so I couldn’t see them. Before I could even scream, a cloth bag went over my head, obstructing my vision.

There was no going back now.

CHAPTER NINETEEN

My wolf took over,and I yanked against the man holding my arms. It would be suspicious if I didn’t try to fight him off…but that wasn’t why I was doing it. I didn’t like being confined with my vision taken away.

The full moon was approaching, which meant I was growing stronger each day. I almost broke free, but managed to rein myself in.

Barely.

Griffin’s face popped into my head, which made me remember what was at stake. If I ruined this abduction attempt, there was no telling what other attacks would happen—and who might die as a result. So many of Killian’s and Griffin’s men had already died because of me.

Fingers dug into my arm as the man held me tight. The smell of grass hit my nose, telling me that this was a bear shifter.

"Open the car door before she breaks free," the guy growled.

The voice was all too familiar to me, although I’d heard it only once before.

From the horrible frosted-tips bear who’d attacked me at Dick’s bar.

I knew now that the attack hadn’t been some sort of attempt to instigate a civil war as Dick and Griffin had assumed about Shadow City and its affiliated civilians. According to them, people were rioting due to the opening of the gates, and shifters were attacking their own kind.

The faint musky smell of a wolf shifter coated the air, and a few seconds later, a door opened.

"Let me go," I growled. Playing the part of an angry wolf shifter wasn’t hard; rage coursed through me in sync with my heartbeat. I tamped down my extreme desire to escape, trying to keep a level head. I took a deep breath like I’d been taught, but it didn’t help. It was humid and dark, and I was breathing more carbon monoxide than oxygen, adding to my panic rather than relieving it.

Frosted Tips chuckled darkly. "Not going to happen."

The enjoyment in his tone rattled me to the core as the cold realization that he was as twisted as Dick filled me.

When someone shoved me toward the car, I almost stumbled, but somehow managed to stay upright. I had no clue what kind of vehicle we were getting into or who was in it. Even though I hadn’t wanted to get in the trunk, I wasn’t quite sure getting in the car with God knew who would be better. At least in the trunk, I’d be alone.

The musky smell tickled my nose again as the wolf shifter gasped, "Wait. Her hands. We need to bind them unless you plan on her sitting in your lap the entire way there."

God, please, no. I yanked against his hold again as my skin crawled. I didn’t want to sit in anyone’s lap.

"Calm down," Frosted Tips growled. "You’re hot, but I know you pack a mean punch." His weight shifted, and he addressed the wolf again, "There are some handcuffs in the front—grab them, and let’s restrain her."

"On it." His footsteps rushed only a couple of feet before another door opened.

This had to be a smaller car, which kind of surprised me. I’d figured they’d have several men with them, but maybe, like the other bear shifter, they expected this to be an easy job and didn’t have more backup. That was a good thing. Maybe their numbers would be small—wherever they were taking me—since they thought I was subdued.

The quick shuffling of feet headed back toward us, and within seconds, my hands were yanked behind my back, and cool metal was fastened around my wrists. When Frosted Tips released my arm, a little bit of sanity came back to me. Some of the desperate need to escape was gone.

A large hand shoved me, making me fall forward in shock. Luckily, I hit the seat of the car instead of landing on the ground. With my hands behind my back, I could’ve been severely injured.

"Get all the way in, now," Frosted Tips demanded. "We’ve got to go. We’ve been here too long. That pathetic alpha wolf is probably already almost here. She must have linked him right away."

I stayed put, pretending to try to drag the whole situation out like he was right.

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