Thirty Eight.

Willow

We drive, we stop. Over and over until I lose complete track of time and direction. Whenever I asked a question, Cara would just remind me that I was safe and most importantly, away from Zane.

They hadn’t hurt me so far, but it didn’t mean they wouldn’t. Cara and I were not exactly friends when my Dad was running the pack, and I definitely didn’t understand why she was here.

The van comes to a stop. Seconds later, the back doors swing open and Addie’s hazel eyes are flying in all directions. “Let’s go, let’s go!”

“What’s gotten up your ass?” Cara demands as she pushes the bed I’m strapped to towards Addie.

“This place gives me the heebie jeebies!” She shudders as she looks around.

It was dark outside and we were half hidden by thick trees. My bed is pushed towards another van. It was the third one we had traded in as many days.

I groan as they shove the bed in the back. My pelvis still ached like a bitch, but right now, Cara and Addie’s priorities were to get me as far away fr