AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“What do we need to do in person, Snow?” he asks quietly, barely contained anger eating into the edge of his words. “You’re not leaving me. I told you there isn’t anywhere on this earth you can hide from me, and I fucking meant it. There is no end for you and me.”
My heart jumps into my throat and I meet Wynter’s eyes again, an I-told-you-so look on her face. “You didn’t send me back to the estate to end things?” I whisper.
“No, I sent you there because you’re safer in the iron fortress than you are here. Now please, for the love of God, make Wynter turn that car around and get your asses back within those walls.”
I look up at the road and realize we’re already a few minutes from the estate. Tall trees surround us on both sides, vibrant green visible even as the sun drops to the horizon ahead of us.
“Turn around,” I say softly.
Wynter looks at me for a moment before her eyes flick to the rearview mirror. “Can you put the call on speaker?”
I’m about to ask why when a car in the side mirror catches my attention and I immediately do as she asks.
“Elijah?” Wynter says, her voice even and calm.
“What’s going on?”
“There’s a car following us.”
“Fuck,” Elijah roars, but neither of us flinch.
There’s a scuffle on the other end of the line and a second later, another voice fills the line. “Where are you?” Storm asks, barely contained anger holding on to each word.
“We’re about five minutes from the estate, approximately three miles from the entrance to the highway.”
“Can you tell me about the car that’s following you?”
“Black, unmarked SUV. Dark tint, so I can’t see the driver, but they’ve been on us since we pulled out of the estate. I didn’t think much of it at first, but they’re keeping the exact same distance consistently. Every time I speed up, they do the same thing, and when I slow down, so do they.”
“They’re keeping their distance?”
“I think they’re slowly closing the gap but doing it bit by bit, so I don’t notice.”
“Motherfucker.” A loud crash fills the line, and I flinch at Elijah’s outburst.
“I don’t want you doing anything dangerous, Wyn. You’re pregnant, and evasive driving can be risky.”
“So is being followed by God knows who,” she snaps, the first ding in her perfectly crafted armor showing. Her eyes flick back to the rearview mirror and when the color drains from her cheeks, I chance a look behind me.
“They’re getting really close, Storm,” I say.
“Tommy is nearby. He’s on his way to your location right now. But I need you to both remain calm. It’s unlikely they’re going to make a—”
His words are cut off when the car jolts forward and Wynter and I both scream. “Not so unlikely,” I cry.
“Shit,” he mutters.
“Snow, are you wearing your wedding ring?” Elijah asks.
“Of course.”
“Wynter, your engagement ring?”
“Yes,” she breathes, her eyes flicking between the road and the mirror as the car jolts forward again.
Before he can say anything else, the line goes dead and panic takes hold. Tears gather at the corners of my eyes as I chance another look behind us just in time for the SUV to ram us again.
Wynter lets out a yelp, her hands gripping the steering wheel as tight as she can to keep the car from losing control. “I’m so sorry, Snow. I shouldn’t have made you leave the estate. I should have listened to you.”
