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I grunted as I shoved at the metal. My wolf’s strength would give me the power to move the metal off her, but the wolfsbane blocked him from coming out. I groaned, hurtling every ounce of energy I had to free my mate. We had to get out of here before those guys got down here.
I could feel my wolf beating against the confines of the drugs, begging to be freed. I called to him, willing him to break free and to give me the strength to move the wreckage off of her foot.
Sloane whimpered and continued to thrash. The smell of her blood filled the cabin.
I grabbed her legs and glared at her, giving her a firm shake. “Stop! You’re hurting yourself.”
She stared at me with wide, panicked eyes, but thankfully stopped moving.
I raked a hand through my hair and then closed my eyes. I didn’t pray to Luna often, but today I was going to. I said a silent prayer, asking for the strength to save Sloane.
It worked, in a way, because I could feel Sawyer’s presence. This was different than any other time we’d ever connected. He wasn’t here—it was his wolf surrounding me.
I growled and pushed at the metal again. I could feel Sawyer’s strength flowing through me like we were one.
I’d never felt like this before. Sawyer and I were close, but we had never been able to physically help each other like this. I could ponder that later.
The twisted metal moved just enough so that Sloane could move her foot. I crawled over her and found a lever, knocking the back seat row down so we could crawl out.
I shared a look with Sloane, went ahead of her, and got out the back door first. My eyes sharpened, and it took me a moment to realize that they’d partially shifted into my wolf’s eyes. I scanned the area. I didn’t see anyone, not even the group that we’d been with.
I motioned to Sloane. “Come on. We have to keep moving.”
I helped pull her out of the car and gave her a quick once-over. I knew her foot was injured, and she had a couple of scrapes on her face. But thankfully, with her wearing a sweater and long pants, the glass hadn’t cut her too badly.
I wrapped her hand in mine and tugged her in step with me. She glanced around, her eyes wide and her bottom lip trembling as she realized it was just the two of us.
We climbed the hill back toward the road, stopping halfway up and moving to our bellies. We slithered the rest of the way to the top and peered out at the street. The vehicle that had hit us sat in the middle of the road, somehow still running, even though the entire front end had been demolished. Both of the doors were open, but no one was inside.
I took one last look around, making sure the coast was clear. “We need to make a run for it. We can take the car and get out of here. It will be faster and safer than by foot.”
Sloane gulped, and her face paled. “What about the others? We can’t leave them. Those men are probably chasing them.”
I exhaled and shook my head. She was right. It was why we didn’t see anyone else. “I don’t know which direction they went. And we can’t just sit here waiting for them to come back. More reinforcements will come and flood these woods. If we don’t get out now, we might not get out.”
They’d made their choice. They’d run and left us behind to our fate. I wasn’t going to risk Sloane looking for them. The enforcers in the vehicle would likely find them. I didn’t know how many there were, and I still couldn’t shift.
Sloane let out a shaky breath and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. “Okay. On three?”
I nodded and held up my fisted hand. I put up one finger, then two, then three. We both jumped to our feet and raced for the car. I slid into the driver’s seat and slammed the door shut seconds before Sloane hopped into the passenger’s side. She’d barely shut the door when I shoved the car into drive and revved the engine.
The car lurched and the tires squealed as we sped down the street. I didn’t let off the gas until we’d driven at least a mile. Even then, I kept looking in the rearview mirror every couple of seconds to make sure no one was behind us.
Sloane looked over her shoulder and then turned back to the front. She let her head fall back against the headrest and said something under her breath that I couldn’t comprehend.
I reached over and put my hand on top of her thigh. “Are you okay? How is your ankle? How are your cuts?”
She lifted her head up and looked down at her body like she was doing an inventory. “I think I’m okay. My ankle’s a little sore, but it’s nothing that shifting shouldn’t fix.”
“Good.” We didn’t need to add a serious injury to our list of problems.
I darted my gaze to the gas tank gauge. We only had a quarter tank; less than, probably. The needle seemed to be dropping fast. The accident had probably caused a gas leak. There was no way we would make it all the way to her home with that little gas. I didn’t have a wallet, and I’d be surprised if Sloane had any money either. We were going to need to figure something out, and fast.
Sloane put her hand over top mine. “What about you? How are you feeling? Are you okay with driving?”
I raked my hand through my hair. “Yeah. I actually feel a lot better now with all the excitement. I think the adrenaline helped some of the wolfsbane wear off a little faster.”
It was a good thing too, because if we ran out of gas like I thought we would, we were going to need to run. We would be much faster in our wolf form.
