Chapter 56

Naomi

As we pulled up to the curb, the sun had already disappeared behind the neighbouring houses, giving way to a purplish-orange sky. I yawned and stretched my cramped legs, taking in the familiar sight of the street. Why are we back here? I thought with a sense of unease.

“I’m sorry Naomi. But I need it,” Cal’s desperate voice trembled, pleading with wild eyes. I knew what he meant as my hand reached for the door. “No, Cal. We have work to do,” he growled. I saw lightning split the sky, a sudden surge of fear sent me stumbling backwards as the passenger door I had opened slammed shut in my face with a deafening crash. When I looked at Cal again, his features were twisted into a mask of pure terror, his obsidian eyes bulging with veins pulsing on his neck like snakes coiled to strike.

“I refuse to resist any longer. Either give it willingly or I’ll take it by force,” his voice growls in a deep, guttural tone, as sharp claws seem to sprout from his neck and shoulders. My heart races