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I think Jet felt danger too. “Nope, I’m awake!” He yelled as he quickly got back in the car. I hadn’t even closed the door when he slammed on the gas. Swerving a little, he finally straightened the car out. Looking back, there were at least a hundred vamloves running towards us. “Oh shit, faster!” I yelled. Jet looked in the review mirror. His eyes widened when he realized we were being followed. “Any help would be great.” Jet said in a strained voice. My mind was racing. I could throw fire balls at all of them. Not enough time to build a wall or something like that. Rain wasn’t going to stop them. Maybe I could blow them back? Using my mind, I waved my hands trying to make more of a tornado like of situation. The car started shaking as Jet had both hands white knuckling it. “IVORY!” he had a strained voice. “Just keep driving!” I yelled. Dark clouds started forming as the vamolves got closer and closer. A few of them leaped, digging into the metal. It sent chills down my spine
“What’s wrong?” I asked Jet again as he ran to his closet. “Dad has some information on who is behind everything.” Without even thinking, I jumped out of bed to go. No way in hell was he leaving me behind. “I’m coming.” “You sure?” Jet asked, giving me a pointed look. “Yes. I want to know who has been trying to screw us over.” “Let me know if you need to rest or anything.” Jet firmly stated as we walked out of the bedroom. I was a little annoyed by this protective behavior but my baby moved, telling me he wasn’t only worried about me, but his child as well. “Okay.” I relented as I took his hand. We walked briskly down the hall and to his office. My mind was reeling with what we could find. There have been attempts at trying to get stuff done, but nothing has been that major. Our transmittion going out has been the worst of it. Other than the whippings, but there still isn’t a clear reason these were done. Walking through the office door, I saw his dad leaning against our d
“They are going to be so pissed.” I voiced my fear to Jet and Brent. “Yes, they will be, but they will understand eventually.” Brent sighed. “Let’s start with Wade and Justina.” Awesome, the ones I am most worried about. Plus, they are the only ones we could tell what was going on afterward. We sat in silence. I assumed one of the guys asked them to come over. My anxiety was rising each minute it took them to come. When they finally did knock, it scared me, causing me to jump a little. Jet frowned at me as Brent got up and opened the door. “Thanks for coming, guys.” Jet said. He didn’t stand up, shake their hands or anything. Both of them looking around. I could tell they were extremely nervous. “If this goes bad, we could tell them we are pregnant to help lighten the mood?” I suggested in the mind-link to Jet. His lip twitched as he fought off a smile. “What’s going on? Why did you need us down here so urgently?” Wade asked. Jet and Brent both looked at me. I glared right ba
After Jet had his way with me last night, I passed out hard. However, I had a dream. In that dream, it was a vision of sorts. Being too scared to hurt people’s feelings, we never caught the mole. The mole was then able to get important information, resulting in the death of our pack. I had lost. Adron won the battle, and the Earth shattered under his command. Hearing the screams of my second family as I watched Adron send a spear through their hearts was something I’ll never unhear. Even if it was a dream. As soon as my eyes opened, I vowed to myself to never allow my weakness to come in the way of saving our pack. If I have to piss some people off in order to do that, then that is what I will do. No one, and I mean no one, will ever kill the people I love and care about. I rested my hands on my hips as I gazed out the window in our office. Jet was looking at the blueprints for the battle, but my mind was still on my dream. The fire that started burning in my stomach was new, welco
Samantha stared at me with wide eyes. Anger, sadness, and shock all fashed before me. The words just came out of my mouth. On one hand, I was proud of myself for standing up for what I felt was right. On the other hand, I did regret not doing exactly as she said. Maybe I should have called her. Either way, as I stared into her eyes, I knew I would be taking her there so she could say her goodbyes. Suddenly, Samantha just ran from the room. Just bolted out of the office. Jameson wasn’t quick enough to catch her. He made it to the door before he stopped and looked back at us. His eyes were begging to be allowed to leave. “Go.” I said with a sigh. He didn’t question it as he ran from the room. Everyone was quiet. Sitting down in my chair, I just replayed the whole conversation. “For what it’s worth, I believe you handled that the way you should have.” Wade said. Looking up, he was looking straight at me. “Was I wrong for not calling her?” I asked the room, but to no one in particul
Everyone glanced at each other in the room. “What secrets are you hiding?” I pressed. Her face morphed like she was in physical pain. I watched as her eyes shifted from full black back to her normal shade. The expression on her face was something out of a horror movie. Slowly, she stood up and looked at me with pure hatred. Everyone in the room took a few steps back from her. “Come on, Ivory. Don’t kill my fun!” It was the voice of Adron, through Megan’s mouth. It was worse than I thought. He wasn’t manipulating her; he possessed her. “Let her go!” I demanded. “I’m not done with her yet!” He laughed. Her mouth opened wider than I thought possible. Fear was something I really hadn’t felt an abundance of, but this, this was something I truly feared. “I think you are. You have been caught, there isn’t anything else you can do in that body.” I bluffed or at least hoped he would reveal his motives. “Dear innocent Ivory, so so innocent. I can’t wait for you to see all the things
The first place I looked was their bedroom. Knocking a few times, I didn’t get an answer, so I just peaked my head in. “Samantha?” I yelled. No answer. After waiting a few more seconds, I gave up in here and closed the door. Where would Samantha go? My feet mindlessly took me a few places, like the kitchen, library, and living area, but Samantha was not there. Deciding to head back, as my feet hit the staircase, my eyes glanced out the window. Samantha was sitting on a bench outside in the garden area. Bingo! Thankfully, my feet didn’t trip over themselves as I ran to the front door. After a second of taking a deep breath to prepare myself for this conversation, the door opened and I made my way outside to her. My movements were slow as I waited for her to see me. She must have been in her own world as I made it all but 15 feet until she looked up. Pausing, I gaged her reaction. There wasn’t any, but she scooted off to the one side so I could sit down. How should I start this con
Smiling, I looked at Samantha as she walked in. Without even looking at Jameson, she sat down in the other armchair. Jet was pulling out the photos. “Last chance. Are you sure you want to do this?” I inquired again. “Y-yes, I need to do this.” She whipped her hands on the fabric of the chair. She was nervous. Standing up, she moved to the desks. Jet had laid them out but upside down. “Whenever you are ready, turn them over.” I said as I sat down on Jet’s leg. His hand rested on my thigh. Samantha looked at the two upside down pictures. Her hand shook has she reached for it but as soon as it touched the picture, she yanked it away. Shaking out her arms, she bounced on her feet. Jameson stood up and placed his hands around her waist. Samantha froze at the unexpected act of affection. “I’m here for you.” He said in a weird, unsure tone. He was trying, but it was unnatural. Samantha looked at me as I gave her a weak smile. Turning to look up at him, he planted a kiss on her forehead