Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 150546 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 753(@200wpm)___ 602(@250wpm)___ 502(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 150546 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 753(@200wpm)___ 602(@250wpm)___ 502(@300wpm)
Someone moves inside and my hackles rise as I find myself slowly standing to my feet, staying locked on whoever is in the car.
“What?” Vaden asks but doesn’t move from his chair.
My body vibrates as I canter forward, and the rest of the party dissolves around us. Smoke twirls around my feet from someone doing donuts behind the starting line. Usually, the smell of burning rubber would get my dick hard, but right now, all I see is that. It. Right there, hovering in the shadows.
Priest creeps up behind me. “That car…”
“Yeah…”
He advances forward and I follow close behind. People part as we continue, crossing the track and burnout pad. Headlights flash, blinding both of us, and Priest picks up his pace.
Fuck.
I jog faster, but the car reverses, before stopping sideways. The tinted windows show nothing, but when it rolls down slightly, we see a slither of a baseball cap.
“Aye!” Priest charges, but whoever it is winds their window up and drives forward, leaving dust and gravel behind.
I pause, looking between Priest and the disappearing car. “You’ve seen it before?”
Priest bares his teeth, turning back around. “Yeah. But only the other day.” I watch as his eyes move around the place, never pausing on one spot for longer than a second. “They’re getting bold, and I’m losing patience.”
Vaden looks between him and I. “You keep saying that but not doing anything about it.”
I lean back on a tree trunk, crossing my ankles at my feet. The night is gristly and bleak, the crescent moon luminescent. Rolling my bottom lip beneath my teeth, I nudge my head. “Let’s play a game.”
Halen
Sliding up the hood of my car, I let my feet dangle over the edge while pulling up my thigh-high leather boots.
“This is creepy…”
“What is?” I breathe out a sigh, lying back and glaring up at the dark sky. Around the loud music and laughter, there’s the celestial sound of squealing tires and hot engines redlining. I could not be in a better place. Despite the hangover from last night.
“You smiling like that…” River tilts her head to the side, standing right beside the car.
I turn my head slowly to her. “Well, I’m happy. For one, my brother has let go of his obsession with keeping me under his thumb, and two? I don’t know. Everything is good and as it should be.”
River rounds the car, her high heels crunching over the gravel. Wait. I push myself up to check—yes. Her Valentinos. She slips up beside me, her perfectly styled blonde hair rippling in the wind.
“Have you seen the boys?” she asks but keeps her focus to the front. It wasn’t so much a question more than it was a statement.
Or a warning.
I scan the area, but my brain is too slow to keep up with my eyes. Or the other way around. Everything tilts to the side the more I try to strain my eyes. Damn. I only had a hit of a blunt.
“No. Not since they were up there—” I wave my hand at the small stage that’s built to the side, where couches and beer bottles are all littered. “—doing whatever!”
“Speaking of…” Evie takes my hand and my skin clings to the hood of the car. “I’m going to go steal their coke.”
“Evie.” I glare at her, but I’m pretty sure my eyes are over her shoulder and not actually making eye contact. “You don’t do coke.”
She blinks. “Okay, fine. I just want to piss off Priest.”
“You won’t piss him off.” I let her pull me off the car, reaching backward and hooking my fingers into River’s. Part of me is glad Stella didn’t come out tonight, but then she doesn’t usually. “He doesn’t care enough about anything.”
“Vaden will…” Evie grabs me by the hand and we all start making our way through the sea of people. They move the closer we get to them. It has always worked for us, until it didn’t. Until it became annoying and to the point where we had to leave the town to have any fun.
I jog up the steps, dropping down onto the sofa and placing my heels against the coffee table. I don’t think I’ll be drinking ever again after last night.
“How was the first week?” Evie asks us both when she sits at Priest’s spot. After the last incident, I told her a little more about us… without telling her too much.
A car fires up in the background. I should be wondering where they are, but I’m too focused on Evie to care.
“Fine.” That was putting it lightly. Whatever is going on, on this side, I am almost certain they’re hiding it from me. I just have to figure out why they’re doing it and if it’s to protect me, or for another reason.
The music lulls me into a relaxed state as I take a sip of water.