Page 152 of Unravelling The Beast

Suddenly, I feel my gun in my hand, and when I look down, blood begins to pour from my palms, spilling into nothingness beneath me.

It's too quiet; all I can hear is my shallow breathing as I watch the bright red blood trickle down.

Unexpectedly, Cree starts screaming at the top of his lungs; it's his baby cry, and the crying gets louder and louder, rebounding around me and making my ears ring.

In a panic, I look around for him, but all I see is emptiness and I hear screaming from all directions. I start shouting and calling out to him.

"Cree! Cree! Cree!"

(Present time)

As my eyes ping open, I gasp for air, and when I collect my breath, my eyes dart around crazily.

When I realize I'm upside down in my car, my attention shifts to where Wren would be sitting next to me. When I notice she isn't there next to me, rage fills me so quickly that my body begins to shake violently.

I reach for my seatbelt and unclip it, falling down with a bang onto my head, but the immense wrath and adrenaline rushing through me make me not give a shit about my possible injuries. I roll onto my back, swing my legs around, and begin to kick out the warped door along the concrete.

I drag my body along the shattered glass when it's open enough, and when I'm completely free, I sit up with a groan before standing up on heavy legs.

I hobble to the side of the road, searching for my phone in my pocket. I hurriedly pull it out, look down at the crack screen, and slide up my contacts until I land on Jasper, then hit the call.

"Arlo?"

As I continue along the deserted black road, I speak quickly.

"Where's Lily?"

He responds with concern in his voice.

"What's going on, bro? Why the fuck do you sound like that?"

I become irritated and clamp my teeth.

"Where the fuck is she?"

"She's at home; I dropped her off not long ago. Why?What's going on?"

I yell into the phone.

"That cunt has taken, Wren!"

My chest aches just thinking about what the fuck she must be going through and the panic in her eyes before the crash flashes through my mind.

"What? How the fuck?"

"On the way home, they crashed into my fucking Lambo; my car flipped, and I was knocked out, but she was gone when I woke up!"

He suddenly shouts, expressing his fury.

"That dirty little cu—"

"I need you to come and fucking pick me up!"

I come to a stop and collapse to my knees, squeezing my eyes shut.

"I need to find her before they do something to her that she'll never come back from."

"Send me the location, bro; I've fucking got you!"

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