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TWO
"Why did you take me?"My heart pounded, watching the guy in the back with laser focus as his body continued to change. The van was still flying down the road, but a car crash was the least of my worries considering I'd been taken by werewolves.
I'd have loved to deny it, but I heard the animal-growl in Veggie Guy's voice when he grabbed me. And now, I was watching him turn slowly and painfully from animal to human.
"You're his mate. When a wolf finds his mate, he goes wolf and hunts until she's his," Seatbelt Guy explained quickly. "Staying with him will buy you more time."
That second part was kidnapper bullshit, for sure.
"Why would staying with a 'hunting' werewolf ever buy me more time?"
"Because he's going to be stuck in his wolf form until he's either changed you into one of us, or killed you. You're the she-wolf he wants, and he won't back down until you're his. He'll try to get you to offer yourself first, to ask him to change you—but there's no telling how long he'll wait, and then he's going to bite you. Werewolf venom changes the strong and kills the weak."
Well, if it killed the weak, I was in trouble. I hadn't exercised in months.
Wait, no.
It had been an entire year.
The last time I'd attempted to visit the gym was the day before classes started my freshman year, and I was currently a few weeks into my sophomore year.
"Staying with him will prolong his hunting, giving me more time before he starts biting?" I checked, still 100% planning on running as soon as I had the chance.
"Yes. It will make him feel like he's winning," Seatbelt Guy confirmed.
The van took another turn, harder and faster. My head smashed into the window, and a savage snarl broke out from Veggie Guy, who now looked almost entirely like Veggie Wolf.
"Shit! Sorry." Seatbelt Guy held a hand out toward the wolf in the back of the van. "Trying to keep her safe and get her away from the humans isn't easy, Jesse."
Veggie Wolf twisted his already-freaky face and made a menacing sound.
"We'll be back soon," another guy in the back with Jesse (AKA Mate-Guy-slash-Veggie-Wolf) snapped at him.
But being back soon was good.
It was good for me at least, because it meant that their place wasn't insanely far from mine. Which gave me at least a tiny sliver of a chance at escape.
The van turned sharply, and I slammed against the seatbelt hard enough to bruise my chest. The sudden pain made me scream. My honey-colored ponytail smacked me and Seatbelt Guy in the face as the van's tires squealed, and the floor started to sort of vibrate beneath us.
Crap. We were on a dirt road.
That was not a good thing as far as my chance of escape went. Dirt roads and I were not well acquainted.
Hell, nature and I weren't well acquainted.
"Faster!" someone behind me yelled.
Faster? Were they completely out of their minds?
"She's got to stop screaming or he's going to kill one of us," another guy snarled from somewhere in the van.
I screamed again, this time in hopes that he really would kill someone to give me a chance to get the hell away from them.
"Brakes, now," another guy barked.
The driver slammed on the brakes, no question asked. The van squealed and swerved as it skidded to a stop. There were five other guys in there with me—six if you counted Jesse's newly-furry ass—so half the group must’ve stayed at the sandwich shop.
All five of the non-furries bailed the second the van stopped. The doors opened and closed in record time, leaving me trapped with a wolf.
