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A slight skid.
Another turn.
And then a full stop.
Panic settled in, a scream bubbling to the surface. I obviously made a noise because in a flash, Apollo’s hand was pressed against my mouth.
“Shush, little mate. Just stay quiet.”
I gripped his arm, clinging to him as my eyes flew open wide. I could see nothing but darkness. He’d turned off the headlights.
He pulled me closer, his hot breath one of two reminders I was still alive.
The other was the hard thudding of my heart.
“Breathe for me,” he commanded.
The silence was unnerving.
Shadows gave way to a slight glow.
Then another sound.
Sirens. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see pulsing lights as they flashed by in an instant. The sound faded until there was nothing left but my pulse echoing in my ears.
Apollo removed his hand, using a single finger to lift my chin. “We’re safe, little mate. We’re safe.”
Safe.
The word was no longer satisfactory.
Maybe we were safe by definition.
But for how long?
CHAPTER 15
Savannah
By the time we made it to my parents’ house, it was very late. Well after two in the morning.
I’d convinced the wolves that we should stay hidden, waiting to ensure we weren’t followed again. At this point, I’d speculated that it was possible my license plate had been taken. It was also plausible that we hadn’t been the ones the police had been looking for, but taking a single chance would prove even more dangerous.
Fortunately, there’d been no other issues. There’d also been no other breaking news on the local radio.
We were in the dark about what had happened at the laboratory.
And Carl had yet to return my call, which made me even more anxious.
The wolves and their shifting abilities could soon become the center of attention. What if the media managed to get aholdof the discovery? That could cause panic. That’s something Dr. Blackwell wouldn’t allow.
I still couldn’t reconcile what my brain already knew.
That the three men beside me had shifted more than once. There was no hiding behind everything I’d learned about species composition.
Weary, I headed toward the door in the darkness toward the house, the others keeping a close distance.
A single crack in the woods on the outskirts of the property immediately drew their attention. All three snarled with Apollo puffing up. With the electric hum in my ear, I sensed they were close to shifting into their wolf forms.
