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“Omega-One online,” the guy in front of me said.
“Do you have the Sergeant?” The voice was loud and clear in my ear.
“We have the Sergeant, and we are outbound,” he confirmed.
“Good. Ryder Collins,” he began, “my name is Riley Marx, and my team is here to rescue you.”
CHAPTER 22
My eyes burned, and the endless buzzing at the back of my skull had my nerves going haywire as I woke up. I went to rub my eyes—to clear my vision—but a sharp tug on my hands prevented me from doing so.
What the fuck?
“Fuck…” My tongue felt heavy when I tried to get my mouth to work. I tried again, and the tug around my wrists was tighter.
“Easy, Gray. You don’t want to hurt yourself.”
I froze. It took my brain a hot minute, but I recognized that voice.
Cole fucking West.
I blinked repeatedly and did my best to get my bearings straight, leaning into my power for help.The rush of wind past me… the rumble of the earth underneath me.Even if I couldn’t see straight, I knew the feel of a car under me when I felt one.
“What the fuck did you do?” I demanded as the thickness of my tongue began to fade. “What the fuck did you do to me?”
“We did what we had to,” he said. “Ain’t no more complicated than that.”
“Fuck you,” I snapped. I shook my head once… twice… slowly appreciating the way my vision returned. It was more than enough for me to take in the open road he drove down with nothing around us—just dark skies and flat landscapes.Everywhere.
And everywhere was nowhere near Ryder. My temper spiked, and my control over my power slipped. The wind picked up around us, slamming into the side of the car.
“Gray,” Cole warned.Yeah, that wasn’t going to work on me.
“Turn the fuck around,” I ordered.
“No.”
“Now.”
“No.”
“I’m warnin’ you,” I threatened. The wind picked up, hitting the car hard enough to force him to step on the brakes. “Turn the fuck around, West.”
“Kid, you ain’t goin’ to win this fight,” Cole replied, his voice eerily calm. Outside the window, lightning crashed dangerously close to the car. My gaze snapped to him, catching the silver glow in his eyes as he stared at me.Fuck. He could control energy.Which meant this fucker could electrocute me and never be affected. “Now, you listen here, Gray.”
“Fuck you.”
“Right now, my team is rescuin’ Ryder—”
“And I should fuckin’ be there,” I interjected.
“You’re too goddamn emotional,” he retorted. When I opened my mouth to say something, he spoke over me, “Look outside the window, Gray, and tell me you’re thinkin’ straight.”
We both knew I wasn’t. I was running high on anger. Ryder needed me, and instead of being there, this goddamn moron had me in the middle of nowhere.
“He needs me, and I need to be there,” I said.
“No, you need to be out of the fuckin’ way so you don’t get no one killed,” he replied. “One wrong move, Gray, you’d get everyone killed or do somethin’ you can’t take back.”
