All Chapters of Warning: Danger: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

*What the hell are you doing,* my wolf yelled, for the hundredth time. I pulled my knees to my chest and squeezed myself tight. I was alone on a nearly empty bus. It was the only mode of transportation I could get with the $400 I stole from Dustin’s wallet. Not to mention I didn’t exactly have any ID, I couldn’t fly. I just had to get away from him. I felt like I was absolutely suffocating. I feel so lost and like I barely know who I am anymore. Jessica Thomas … that was the name I used to get my bus ticket. Sounds like as good a name as any. *We are Dustin’s mate, that’s who we are! No amount of miles between is going to change that,* my wolf scolded. I’m more than aware o

~Leia’s Point of View~   “You have to let her go, she didn’t do anything,” I said, trying to reason with Javier.   He had a maid bring me a gown, a literal fucking gown for dinner. It was a long black velvet kind of mermaid cut that clung to my body and I could barely breathe. It was so tight. He also gave me four inch heels and a massive diamond necklace. Already making me into his little doll I imagined. If the dress was red I’d be freaking Jessica Rabbit, my boobs were out all over the place since it was strapless.   He was dressed in a collared dress shirt, unbuttoned at the top of course to show off his ink. He actually looked pretty fucking hot but obviously I’d never tell him that. He had enough ego all on his own and of course, I hated him intensely. 

~Leia’s Point of View~ My mate was here, he came for me!! He still loves me! He’s fighting for me! How the hell he got my grandfather here I can’t even begin to understand. But this is going to go bad and fast.  I gripped my abuelo with all I had, knowing he would keep me safe. I relaxed slightly at his familiar scent, some kind of hot pepper, which of course suited him. Like the food, he looked innocent enough but spend a couple minutes around him and your nose will burn a bit. Maybe it was the fear he instilled, I never could separate the two. Now wasn’t at all the time to relax. Javier still had a gun and he was a desperate man. I had heard him sound the alarm for more boots on a call only minutes ago. Now the squeal of tires and the sound of

~Leia’s Point of View~   Finding a spot outside to make love to my mate, on a towel in the middle of nowhere... Seems like a worthwhile mission. Until you factor in that my arm is a bloody painful mess, his leg is bleeding and he’s shot. We’re both seriously exhausted and feel beaten down. But we’re not yet beaten, and if all we have is now we should definitely make it a night to remember. For however much longer we have.   I wasn't sure that Dustin’s vision scared me. It absolutely should, but the last time I contemplated facing down death I was alone and desperate. Now if I decided to go off a cliff, at least I had my mate beside me, hopefully to be in the afterlife with for all eternity. Or something, I don’t know. I don’t even know what I believe in anymore. My mind was just too much all over the place.   

~Leia’s Point of View~   My dad begged me to come to him, pleading with his hands, with his eyes. There was no damn possibility now of him convincing me he was sincere. That he cared about anyone but himself. It was pointless.    Dustin was my heart, soul and my everything. If I can’t have HIM, no one will. No one else gets my heart or my body.   Mine.    Over a cliff, if that’s what it takes.   Dustin’s grip on me tightened and in a split second he flipped me around so I was facing him and without thinking I held onto him like a death grip. Like my life was depending on it. Would we fall together and stay together the whole way down? How poetic,