Hard to Kill by Briana Michaels

Author:Briana Michaels [Michaels, Briana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

While they set off to find a good hunting spot, Tilly stayed quiet in the truck. Her Hounds carried on about what was going on in Hell, Baz’s wings, Lucifer’s state of mind, and yada-yada-yada, but she couldn’t contribute to a single thing they talked about, nor did she have the capacity to make words come out of her mouth. Every time she tried, a growl came out instead. It had only been about an hour since she’d left Hell, but time held zero weight right now. She was stuck in some kind of zone where she couldn’t feel a damned thing accept this crazy hunger to hunt, chase, and destroy. Tilly’s body trembled like she’d been hooked up to a V-8 engine.

She didn’t feel human anymore. Didn’t think human either.

“Hey,” Drake snapped his fingers in her face, “Goldilocks, look at me.” Guess she didn’t answer because the next thing Tilly heard was tires squealing and car doors slamming shut. “Shit, grab her and pull her out.”

Someone started man-handling her out of the backseat. Her vision was wavy, like she was looking through a glass of water. Colors were so damn bright she had to blink and squint. Yet it was in the middle of the night and the moon was barely visible.

The moon.

Barely a sliver in the sky, it smiled down on her and filled her up with something potent and heady and her mouth opened wide to release her howl.

"Fuck, I’ll never get tired of hearing that," someone said.

Something caught her attention and she prowled closer to it. In the back of her mind, there was a little voice that sounded like reasoning and logic. It was asking her Hound-side questions.

Where are we? A parking lot.

What time is it? Dark.

What do you smell? Enemies.

What else do you smell? Pack.

Are you alone? No.

Are you ready to run? Hell yes.

Will you be seen?

Tilly scanned the dimly lit parking lot and looked around for humans. There weren't any. Just an old brick building that looked abandoned and a couple stores across the street with their lights off. No. She could hunt unseen here.

Someone snapped their fingers in her face again. Tilly blinked and looked into a pair of dark brown eyes. Drake. My Hound.

"Stay with us, okay?"

"You sure this is a smart idea?" Sebastian's voice brought her attention over to him next.

Baz. My Hound. "She's too unstable. What if we can't control her?"

Control. Tilly snapped her teeth at the word. Would they try to stop her from killing? Would they impede her hunt?

More movement came from across the parking lot. Instead of going for her gun, she snatched the blade from Drake's waist, disarming him in less than two seconds. She palmed the thick handle and kept her gaze fixed on the thing moving closer.

"She'll have enough to go after in the building. There's at least four, possibly five, in there. Hounds, secure the perimeter. Mo leannan, come with me."

Valor. Alpha. My Hound.

Tilly stayed alert as she followed her alpha across the parking lot, through the rusty graffiti-ridden door and into the building.

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