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The faint word echoed in my mind. The memory of that night in Coulter’s mansion pushed in. I tried to shake it off, focusing instead on that voice. I knew him…somehow?
“Take Madison south all the way to the Juncture.” Came the stony instruction.
Hunter shoved the Hummer into gear, then punched the accelerator, pulling us back out of the compound and into the street. One hard glare toward Riven, and we shot forward. Silence filled the vehicle. All we had was the throb of the engine and the sound of the tires as we made for the Juncture.
“Take Wilder, then First Street to Prefect North. There’s an alley between the dry cleaners and a closed down accountants, take it.”
Hunter’s jaw flexed. He didn’t like this. None of us did.
But we had no idea what we were here for.
Headlights blurred from the oncoming cars, casting a kaleidoscopic view as we turned. The rain grew harder, pummeling the windshield with heavy drops. I shook my head, glancing at Kane and Thomas. It was too eerie, too similar to that day…the day I’d stepped in front of Riven’s car.
“Here,” came the growl on the other end of the line.
We were turning before I knew it, pulling into the darkness of the alley.
“To the end. I’ll be waiting.”
The Hummer slowed, pulling into the tight space.
“Goddamn fucking games,” Riven muttered as Hunter stopped the four-wheel drive.
The headlights glinted off a steel door at the end of the alley. One that opened…
Hunter climbed out. His hand moved to his side, but Kane and Thomas didn’t move…not even when Riven followed Hunter, climbing out of the car with his gun in his hand.
My focus moved to that door as shadows spilled around a lone male as he stepped out and took a step toward us.
A cold, unforgiving shiver raced through me once more.
I knew instantly who he was.
Daughter?
I shook my head. “No…” I jerked my gaze toward Riven as he moved toward the Son. The one from Coulter’s mansion…the one trained by the Order. “Riven…stop!”
I yanked the handle before lunging out. My pulse was booming as I hit the pavement.
“Riven!” I yelled.
But it was too late.
Headlights filled the alley behind me as the dark sedan pulled in and killed the engine, blocking us in. He was making a mistake here. He was making a deadly mistake.
“It’s okay,” Riven called as the Son stepped forward, those dark eyes moving to me.
But he wasn’t okay.
“Daughter.” The icy tone echoed behind me.
I spun as the rogue Son stepped closer and gripped my arm. His gaze went to the dangerous male standing at the door before turning back to me. “You weren’t thinking about running again, were you?”
My breaths raced.
Panic moved through me as I met the unflinching stare of a killer. He was the one from Coulter’s mansion. The one who’d lifted his foot and tripped the guard as he lunged for me.
“You,” I whispered.
