Chapter 35

Quinn

One of the Lycans grabbed me by the upper arm and roughly dragged me back to the car. He opened the backdoor and shoved me inside. I landed between the front- and backseats, knocking my forehead very hard on the floor.

Dazed from the blow to my head, I struggled to my hands and knees, before grabbing the seat and pulling myself onto it. I touched my brow and winced when I felt the edges of a bump the size of an egg.

I rolled onto my back and stared at the dark roof of the sedan. I had no idea what would happen next. Maybe that was for the best.

Elize still lay curled up in the space between the passenger seat and the dashboard, sniffling and whimpering softly. Guilt started to gnaw at my guts. “I’m sorry,” I whispered to her.

“Why?” she asked through her tears.

“I got you into this mess.”

“You didn’t. I wanted to do it. You don’t know about this world. I knew this could happen, and I did it anyway. You wouldn’t be here if I didn’t help you.”

“Why did you help me?”

Elize