Page 131 of Shadow City: Silver Wolf

My wolf was angry and scared, not liking that we were acting weak. She was used to dominating, and being complaisant went against everything ingrained in us. Dad had wanted us to prove these sexist assholes wrong, not bend to their will. I tried to reassure her that it was just another strategy of war, but she wasn’t appeased.

Honestly, neither was I.

"So... how did you escape from that car?" I forced my voice to shake a little like I was petrified and trying to be strong. I needed them to underestimate me. That would make things easier when the time came to act.

"Once again, not answering," Frosted Tips said with annoyance. "Why are you asking questions?"

He was smarter than I hoped. That was unfortunate.

"I can’t wait to see her reaction," the wolf babbled. "It’s going to be epic."

"Why?" That didn’t sound good. My breathing quickened, and I hoped they’d think it was due to the bag and not fear.

A loudsmacksounded, shocking me. The car swerved like the driver had lost control for a second.

"Why the hell did you hit me?" the wolf growled. "You touch me again, and I’ll kick your ass. I don’t care if you’re twice my size."

"Don’t be a dumbass, then." Frosted Tips didn’t sound scared or threatened. "You’re running your mouth, which is dangerous. All it takes is one little slip, and her mate could figure it out. We have to get her far enough away that he can’t use the mate bond to find her."

Whoever was making the calls had thought it through. They knew Griffin and I were mated and that they’d need to put enough distance between us to slow him down. If Carter hadn’t alerted us, I would have been screwed. I also had a feeling they had backup in case I did break free again.

There was no point in continuing the conversation. I’d have to let events take their course if I wanted to learn anything.

Time must have stopped.There was no other explanation. My numb ass and sweaty face were almost too much to bear. Sweat puddled between my breasts as the heat took me to the point of almost suffocating.

I was sure there was plenty of oxygen, but I’d been under the bag for so long I was dizzy. I laid my head on the back of the seat, trying to let a breeze in from the bottom. No such luck.

All I got for the effort was a crick in my neck.

The car slowed and turned onto another road. The sounds of gravel crunching under the wheels told me we were likely close to our destination.Hey, I think we’re getting close to wherever we’re heading.

Yeah, we see that.Griffin sounded nearly unhinged.I swear, if anything happens to you before we can get there—

His concern warmed my heart, and I wished I could take his discomfort away. Unfortunately, I was hanging on by a thread too. The entire ride had been torture, and neither one of themhad spoken again, so I’d had absolutely nothing to distract me. I hadn’t wanted to talk to Griffin because all it would do would be to rile him up more, which would result in bad decisions.

We couldn’t risk that, so I cut him off.Rosemary will be there if I need help before you arrive.He tended to forget we had more people helping us and it wasn’t all up to him to save me.

You’re right, but, please, keep me informed on what’s going on.His thoughts broke.We’ve pulled over, and we’re getting out now. We’ll be there soon.

The ride became bumpier, causing my neck to jar. I sat up straight, bending my head side to side while wiggling my fingers. I needed to get my body ready to fight. I was pretty sure if I channeled my wolf hard enough, I could break through the handcuffs.

As the car slowed, my heart picked up its pace.

"We’re here," the wolf shifter said as he shifted the car into park. "You’re going to take her, right?"

"Yeah," Frosted Tips growled as he opened his door.

Mine soon opened as well, and he curled his fingers around my arm and yanked me out of the car. I fell on the gravel, but luckily, my jeans protected my legs.

"Oh, sorry about that," he deadpanned, the insincerity of his words clear.

"It’s about damn time that the two of you got here," a deep voice rasped as feet pounded into the gravel. "I thought you fucked up retrieving her again."

The bear’s hold tightened, yet again. "I don’t underestimate my enemy more than once."

"You shouldn't do it the very first time, either." The new guy sounded disgusted, and his musky pine smell tickled a memory in the back of my head. Did I know him?

"Are you planning on standing here and insulting me, or are you going to tell me where to put her?" Frosted Tips snarled.

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