Credo (Scars of the Wraiths Book 3) by Nashoda Rose

Author:Nashoda Rose [Rose, Nashoda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nashoda Rose
Published: 2016-10-23T23:00:00+00:00

The sound of police sirens was the distraction I needed.

“Baby.” I intertwined our fingers. “We need to get the hell out of here. I am ordering you to run. Run, damn it. Do you hear me?” That did it. Her eyes narrowed and her chin lifted. “Get your ass moving.” She was a fighter, but when it came to Tarek, something happened.

Tarek’s fuckin’ voice was like flicking a switch to her nightmare. I’d seen the result of what he’d done to her, and it played with her mind to hear him again after twenty years.

Holding her hand, we ran across the parking lot of a low office building, and squealing tires followed us. My shoulder hurt like hell and bled through the bandage.

Tarek knew to wound me so I was unable to Trace, although he didn’t know I’d already been wounded. That’s why they’d been aiming for me.

I glanced over my shoulder and saw the SUV pull a U-turn and disappear around a corner while the other car came after us.

Delara stumbled and fell to her knees.

I hauled her up and went to put my arm around her waist, but she was already running. “I’m good.”

We rounded the side of the building and slammed our backs to the wall while I reloaded my gun. “Cops are on our tail. We start shooting, we’re going to have more trouble than we can handle. I’ve contacted Danni. Balen is on his way and has called in the others.”

Two car doors slammed shut.

“We’re going to have to fight them.”

She nodded.

“Block out his voice, Delara. He has a hold over you.”

She held up her knife. “This is for him.”

Fuck, I wanted to kiss her.

Her nose scrunched and eyes narrowed. “Something’s wrong. There’s the scent of—”

A golden rope dropped around her neck from above and before either of us could get our hands on it, the rope jerked and tightened like a noose.

I unsheathed my knife and sliced at the rope but as soon as the blade touched the rope’s golden fibers, I was thrown back several feet and landed on my ass.

“Delara,” I shouted, jumping to my feet and running for her.

Her hands pawed at the rope, desperate to loosen it. She coughed and choked on the small amount of air she managed to breathe in.

Laughter came from the right, not from where the SUV had been parked. Jesus, the other car had come around in the opposite direction. A man walked out from the shadows with a gun in his hand pointed at me.

Tarek.

I didn’t hesitate as I threw a wave of energy at Tarek, but it bounced off him. Fuck, he was shielded. Who the hell was shielding him?

Tarek flicked his wrist to someone above. The other end of the rope flew through the air, and Tarek grabbed it.

He yanked, knocking Delara off her feet.

I bent and grabbed my knife from my boot then dove for Delara.

“I wouldn’t,” Tarek said as he tightened the noose while she frantically pulled at it.

I skidded to a stop.

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