Page 46 of Cursed to Be Mine
My hands scrape across the drive as she climbs in. I push against the ground to turn around.
“Scarlett!” I shout as the door slams shut.
The engine revs, and I scramble out of the way. Maybe she doesn’t kill me by turning into a werewolf. Maybe she drives me over.
“How long have you been sleeping with him?” she shouts, her voice raw and cracking.
Bruises are already starting to form on her pale flesh.
The engine revs again.
I step to the side, my heart racing. “I didn’t kno–”
“How long?”
“Six weeks!” I shout, terror pushing out the words.
Her face twists as she screams and bangs a hand on the wheel. “I fucking hate you! I hate you! I wish you were dead!”
The urge to grab my gun has me bending down as the engine revs once more.
But before I can yank up my pants leg, she reverses down the drive.
“Scarlett!” I chase after her a few steps before halting.
A movement to my right catches me, freezing my legs along with the air in my lungs.Wolves.
Tears burning my eyes, I scream inside. I’m going to die with my daughter hating me.
But as I turn to face the wolf the reaper foretold, all I see are shadows.
My skin crawling, I swallow hard and pedal back.
When nothing moves, I run for the house, grab the spare key from its hiding spot under a false rock, and rush inside.
The door slams behind me.
I fall against it with a shudder.
My ears straining, I listen.
Nothing but silence.
No scratch of claws.
No terrible howls.
My heart still in my throat, I race up the stairs and to the back of my closet.I need bigger ammo.
Twelve
HIM
I stare at the closed door of my neighbor’s house, my hands fisting as I shift out of my shadow. The fight I just witnessed between mom and daughter, between my girl andher, fills me with a rage to kill. To seek vengeance for her pain.
No one upsets my girl.
My eyes dart down the street, following the direction the car disappeared in, the smell of burning tires still crisp in the air. My girl loves her family.She’sall she has in this world.
