Page 16 of The Alpha's Forced Bullied Mate

The ghoulish face banged its head against the glass. Spiderwebs cracked from the point of contact, spreading in threatening waves that grew with each horrifying slam. With a spectral squeal, it raised a clawed hand and scratched the nails across the glass—and now I recognized the screeching sound asoriginating from this terrible creature rather than the tires of the car.

“Hector!” I wailed as I kicked away, twisting myself up in the seatbelt. “Hector,please!”

“I said I got you, baby!”

The car jerked right again, sending the creature sprawling onto the highway. Its great mass hosted a set of gray bat wings and lanky limbs. It rolled right in front of another vehicle that shrieked to a halt, slamming head-on into the creature.

I jolted upright. “Let them live!”

White light splashed the highway, sending the ghoulish creature screaming away from the vehicle that hit it—that had no signs of damage.

I gasped for air as I stared in shock at the scene. Loud rain came back through, creating a curtain around us, swallowing the other car on the highway. Only the headlights were visible now. It passed us with a loud honk, then cut us off to speed ahead.

Once the panic faded, I collapsed in my seat. “What the hell was that?”

”That, Cherry Pie,” Hector stated with exasperation, “is exactly why you need to mate with me ASAP.”

Chapter 5 - Hector

Point Pleasant wasn’t going to see much of us with Faye tied up in the backseat like a prize pig. Anyone peeking into the windows would see a woman getting kidnapped—which wasn’t exactly the case.

Well, shewasgetting kidnapped. But I had my reasons, damn good ones, which I knew my pack would personally understand. Adrian encouraged me to get a mate at any cost, and tying Faye up for a handful of hours was the cost of ensuring her survival in our pack—and in the world at large. It wouldn’t wound her for life or anything. I hoped.

“Demons are after you, huh?” she asked.

Despite the danger we had encountered, I had to adjust my pants when I looked in the rearview mirror, noticing how the steam from the rain had dusted her gorgeous breasts and made them shimmer whenever we passed a streetlamp. “Actually, they’re after you.”

She hiccupped. “Why?”

“You’re the hybrid here.”

“I can’t even do much. I just make it rain sometimes.”

I raised my right brow. “Now we both know that’s a bold lie to make after that display back there.”

She went quiet. Either she felt defeated or plain speechless.

But not for long. “I don’t know what you mean.”

“I don’t either. You want to enlighten me?”

“I don’t know, Hector. I’m serious.”

I shrugged. “Fine. Live ignorant.”

“You know what?”

“What?”

She took a loud breath in and forcibly exhaled. “I don’t owe you an explanation.”

Ahead of us, the road narrowed. I flipped on my blinker even though there was no one behind us—demons or humans.

As I turned right, a sigh came from the backseat. “I see you still have that gaudy sign.”

The headlights of my car illuminated what she saw, a pale teal wooden sign like those that were posted on the side of the highway, except this one was hand-painted and updated with the population number every year or so.

Silverfang Creek Land

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