Page 33 of Bound By Love
When she glanced down, she saw the storm drain in the sidewalk. Unlike the one along the streets, this one was a cover and not grates, but that cover could easily come off. The Savages had already dragged her into one; she wouldn’t go into another.
“They’re following us from underneath,” Saber said. “We’re catching their scent when they move closer to the surface.”
“They’re like rats,” she muttered.
“Stay away from the drains.”
“Believe me, I know that better than anyone.”
His thumb caressed her arm as he steered her into another alley. They spent another hour walking through side streets and alleys before returning to the main road.
As they moved, the stench of rot followed them with more frequency. And after a while, it stopped coming from beneath them.
They’d picked up a Savage who weaved in and out of the people as it trailed them through the crowd. Saber wasn’t sure if Caro had detected it yet, but without looking at it, he knew where it was.
The night was growing late, and businesses were starting to close. The main street was much more subdued, though some die-hard humans continued to party as they traversed the roads and lingered in the few remaining bars still open.
“It’s time to go,” Saber said.
Keeping her close by his side, he remained acutely aware of the Savage while leading her back to the car. When they crossed the road, the Savage hid in the shadows while it remained on the opposite side, but he spotted another as it ducked behind a car in the parking lot.
They wouldn’t make a move against the Savages, but soon, these bastards would follow them to their deaths. Saber hid a smile over the fate awaiting these murderous fuckers.
Once settled in the car, Caro put on her seat belt and pulled out her phone to text Willow. “What should I tell her?”
“We have two of them following us,” Saber said.
Caro hid her shock about this revelation. She knew about the one still loitering on the other side of the street, but where was the other one?
Just when she thought she was getting the hang of all this covert shit, the reminder she still sucked slapped her in the head.
With a sigh, she turned her attention to her phone and typed.Leaving now. There’s 2 following us.
She hit send. Almost immediately, three dots materialized at the bottom of the screen while Willow typed her reply.
Heading for the car now. We have 3.
So far, the plan was going well, but that made her more nervous. Had it gone too well?
She tried to bury her unease as Saber pulled out of the parking lot, but it refused to die as another vehicle fell in a hundred feet behind them.
CHAPTERTWENTY-SIX
Caro never saw it coming.One minute, they were in the fast lane on the highway, and the next, a set of headlights was coming straight at them.
She had only a second to gasp and brace herself as Saber’s arm shot across her chest, pinning her against the seat. He jerked the wheel, and the tires squealed as the car turned sideways so his side would take most of the impact.
And then the other vehicle slammed into the backend of the car. Her head bounced like a ping-pong ball between opponents as tortured metal screeched, bent, and folded like some sick, twisted accordion. White dust exploded around her and filled the air when the airbags released.
A scream caught in her throat. Saber’s arm pressed into her chest when it became pinned between her and the airbag. It kept her pinned to the seat as the car spun in faster and faster circles.
Glass flew through the air. It rattled as it bounced off the inside of the car, her face, arms, and fell down her shirt.
She tried to reach out to him, but the spinning kept her arms pinned as the ass end of the car found a hill and it lurched down the side of it. Caro’s heart leapt as the car teetered, and in a split second of certainty, she knew it would flip before it did.
A startled squeak escaped her as the car flipped once. The metal screeched as the ceiling caved in and the car slid down the hill, teetering toward another flip, but the tree they crashed into stopped it.
Her head pounded, her stomach lurched, and instincts screamed at her to jump up and run, but as the notion spun through her mind, she lost it. It felt like someone was hammering away at her skull; she felt chunks of it splintering away.
