The Calm Before the Storm by Mandy Rosko

Author:Mandy Rosko [Rosko, Mandy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Inc., Siren-BookStrand
ISBN: 1619261812
Published: 2012-01-05T19:23:43+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Ben was going way past the speed limit, letting the angry hum of his tires and the vroom of the engine calm him.

It didn’t help. Ten minutes after he’d jumped into his vehicle, he slowed the Jeep to a halt in the middle of the road then pounded his fist onto the steering wheel until his hand hurt almost as bad as when he’d punched the floor in that dream. He stopped only when the throb became nearly blinding and clutched his knuckles.

Prick. Arrogant little shit.

He couldn’t leave him there.

Ben sighed and leaned back in his seat. Something had obviously happened. Ben had heard every word Seth had spoken, and while he could only guess at what Maria was saying, whoever the hell she was, by Seth’s panicked voice and the constant mention of a hospital, it wasn’t good.

Something had happened. No one was coming for him, and Seth wanted Ben to leave him for the werewolves.

“Fuck.” Ben shifted gears and did a U-turn on the empty road. He didn’t drive back at breakneck speed like a complete maniac, no matter how much he wanted to, because there was always the chance the wolves would already be closing in, and a speeding Jeep heading for the same destination as they were would be a giant tip-off to an enemy.

Instead, Ben pulled over and parked the Jeep about a mile away from the dark house behind a bunch of shrubs next to the road. They weren’t exactly big enough to hide his vehicle, but he couldn’t waste any more time searching for the perfect parking spot.

He’d already acted like a little bitch by running away when Seth hurt his feelings, and now the other man was just sitting there, waiting for the weres to come and take him.

He was such an idiot.

The strange thing was how Ben couldn’t tell for sure whether he referred to himself or Seth with that one. He reached into the glove compartment and unlocked it, pulling out his gun, sliding the clip into the magazine, and grabbing several spares in case he needed them.

Ben worked for creatures who wanted protection from vampires and their werewolf servants, so all of Ben’s bullets would be loaded with traces of silver. He jumped out of the Jeep and began strapping on his holster as he sprinted back to the house through the trees.

Teleporting back was not an option when one wanted to hide in the forest, not unless Ben wanted to find himself stuck with a tree through his chest. Wouldn’t kill him, but it would be unpleasant and slow him down. A lot.

The werewolves would notice his scent from when he’d been there. There was nothing he could do about that. He had to hope that they also noted how he’d left the scene in his Jeep, and pray they wouldn’t expect him to surprise them through the trees like he planned.

He slowed his pace when he realized he was getting close, and then he practically tiptoed at the sound of voices.

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