Hypnotize: A Standalone Omegaverse Romance (Knot Their Omega) by E. J. Lawson

Author:E. J. Lawson [Lawson, E. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Thorn House Publishing
Published: 2023-04-10T16:00:00+00:00

TWENTY-TWO

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H U C K

The bastards are chasing us. Actually chasing us, in the middle of a damn snowstorm.

I grip the oversized wheel of the truck and floor it up the icy mountain path. Behind us, the black Lincoln of the alpha’s employed by the Williams pack is matching us in speed. There’s no way their SUV can take on Bertha. And no way they can match the experience we have driving these roads.

At least, I hope so, or we’ve got bigger problems.

“They want a chase? Let’s give them a chase.” My heart races as I push the vehicle as far and as fast as I dare along the winding mountain path. The terrain is treacherous, with dips and sudden turns that make the whole vehicle shake and clatter. Even at the lower, less jagged parts of the mountain, sharp turns still exist. We lurch around one bend, and my stomach flies into my throat.

“Fuck,” spits out Dean, eyes wide, one hand hanging onto the door handle as we fishtail slightly. His skin has a greenish tint and I feel his anxiety through the bonds, making it harder to keep my own in check.

I make an effort to keep my footing secure on the accelerator, revving up more speed every chance I get even if it means risking tipping over the cliff edge.

A glance in the mirror shows me our tails are still there, their sinister presence refusing to be shaken off. Panic and adrenaline mix in my blood, a heady mix that makes me feel like I’m high. My heart is thumping so hard it might jump from my body completely.

“Do you think we can make it to the garage?” Dean asks as we fishtail again, tires struggling for purchase. The car behind us spins too, gaining us a few precious moments.

“Yes, just hold on!” I yell as we make another sharp turn, the tires spinning uselessly in the snow. The truck skids, and I’m forced to counter-steer to keep us from crashing into a snowbank. Bertha is shaking, barely able to take the strain of this relentless pursuit.

And then, the tires catch on a patch of ice hidden beneath the snow and we spin.

And spin and spin.

Everything is a whirl of white, until finally we stop, Bertha jarring as a plume of snow explodes up around us.

We’re stuck, the left half of the truck in an embankment. I slam my foot down on the gas, but all the tires do is turn and scream against the snow, turning it slick and smooth.

“Fuck!” I slam my hands on the wheel before I throw my weight against the door handle and open it enough for me to squeeze out into the cold night air.

The biting wind stings my eyes as I force them open to check the damage. The side of the embankment is steep and slippery with ice.

“I’ll dig, you drive,” Dean says, appearing with a shovel. He fumbles his way through the snow toward the back tire, where we’re stuck the most, and starts digging around it.

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