Escape from the Alpha

Aimee’s P.O.V

My fingers dug into the edge of my seat to hold on for dear life as the vehicle bounced over rocks and potholes.

I should have known that the journey would be rough when Alpha Logan pulled his limo to a stop in Sacramento Hills, exchanging the luxurious limo for jagged trucks.

But I was too busy avoiding him to pay any more attention.

Although, I think my disgusted expression worked out for the best as he'd refused to stay in the same truck with me.

"Get into that truck with Ella." He growled at his Beta whilst glaring at me. "Aimee will ride in the other truck with the Jackson brothers."

A snort rose to my lips as I recalled his words. Who the hell did he think he was? Did he think I'd be intimidated by two strange burly men who barely spoke to me? Good riddance. I huffed under my breath.

As the sun dipped and long shadows emerged over the hills, dust poured in through the windows; filling the car with a choking haze.

My throat burned and I began coughing. I pull