Like Emilio and the rest of Antony’s crew would be sold off, eventually.
Unless Ana could get word to Carson and Kane and the others that it was all here.All this time.And they could end it all.
There hadn’t been enough time, and she hadn’t had enough energy to do an intentional reading of the place, but she was certain all the stolen victims had passed through this little island on their way to their buyers.
They hit another bump followed by a drop and Ana thanked God she didn’t bite her tongue again or lose that little bit of gruel she’d had for breakfast.
That would be so gross inside this helmet.
Another sharp turn, another drop.
I’m gonna throat punch this guy as soon as he stops this goddammned thing.
The others rode identical vehicles behind her, fanned out so that if she’d tried to jump off, they’d either run her over or scoop her back up.And she didn’t want to give Yvan the satisfaction of tying her to the damned thing.
They rounded another snowy bank of nearly black evergreens, and the stronghold came into view.
It was still impressive the second time, but now her foreboding intensified.
This time, the bad guys had her, and they were going to use her to force Magnus to give them information.They also had control over an entire clan of polar bear shifters that no longer owed allegiance to Magnus as a banished one, let alone one who, it seemed, was now on death row.
We’re so screwed.
“Screwed, but not alone,” Antony said, floating at warp speed beside her.
She almost jumped out of her skin, jerking the coat of the asshole driving the snowmobile so hard that he almost lost control.
He snarled at her with a few rude words.
You shouldn’t be here!That Yvan guy said he can send you to oblivion.Go back and keep an eye on your crew.
“You don’t believe that, do you?I think he’s full of shit.”
I don’t know and don’t want to risk it.Stay away from him!
Antony glanced back at the snowmobiles following behind.Concern crept into his expression despite his bluster.
“I’m going to check out this castle they’re taking you to.Maybe I’ll find you a way out.”
He blinked out of sight, and Ana’s snowmobile hit another bump.
AdolfWulkerremovedthehelmet and dropped it on the seat of the snowmobile.
This is such a waste of time.
He was still fuming that Yvan had dared damage his property.Now he’d have to wait before presenting the little psychic to his favorite buyer.
A special buyer that would pay top dollar for her kind of novelty.
So now that he had to wait, he might as well indulge Ulla and Yvan in this little side project.
He signaled to Yvan that he wanted a few words once they went inside.
Adolf was worried about the subtle changes in Ulla since her brother had not contacted her.Her response to their touch, their usual means of keeping her happy, had cooled.
Does she know something?
Was she asking the psychic to use her ability to learn more about Aksel?