Page 42 of Bratva Wolf

She breathes heavily. “A semi-trailer, I think.” She moans. “What’s happening?”

“All of this is bad.”

A slamming sound jerks the floor and my heart leaps into my throat. Someone has come to save us.

Renee sobs. “They’re moving the truck.”

Fear spikes my brain. “What?”

She cries out. “They’re moving the truck.”

“Where the fuck are they taking us?”

“No idea.” Her sobs become louder.

“Stop Renee. No one can hear you. Save your strength.”

“We’re going to die.”

I choose not to tell her that if that was the plan, we’d already be dead. There’s something else they want from us and my stomach rolls. Please, Thane. Find me.

My shoulders ache, pain resonating all over my body from the hard floor. I’ve needed to pee for hours, and we keep moving. Renee sobbed herself to sleep in the far corner of the truck. Myears have adjusted to the truck, and I can sense how far she is from me. If it wouldn’t kill me to do it, I’d move over to her, but I can’t stand the pain.

My body jerks as the truck brakes hard, toppling me over to the floor again. “Fuck!”

Renee lurches out of her sleep, screaming.

“Shh. Renee. Shh.”

She whimpers. “Oh, God. It’s not a nightmare.”

Oh, but this is. I shift myself against the wall to sit up again. My body aches from laying on the floor. I can’t stand it. I scramble back to the corner of the truck as the door jerks and squeaks as it opens. A sole street light casts just enough light to see a figure pulling up the sliding door. He flashes his light into the truck and the light hurts my eyes. A second man moves to the opening, and the two start speaking in Spanish. I should have learned it in high school like my friends.

They continue talking to each other, fitting in moments of laughter. This is a joke to them. Our lives are a joke. What the fuck? I take a deep breath. Keep your head, Scarlet.

Neither of the men is Tony. I don’t know them. They’re big men, not as big as Thane, but big. There’s no way I could get away. A vehicle pulls up to the back of the truck. I can see the lights. A door opens, and more Spanish words are exchanged between the man holding the door and the man at the vehicle. Could this man be here to stop them?

I see an image on the other man’s shoulder as he walks to the truck. That’s a body on his shoulder. Oh, God. It’s another woman. No. I jerk myself, adrenaline pumping through my body. I can’t feel the agony of my arms anymore. He tosses the woman onto the floor as the men laugh again. An arm reaches up and pulls down the door, dropping the truck into darkness once again.

I lean against the truck wall. Anger, pain, and fear bubble upinside me with nowhere to go. I can’t stand not knowing what’s going to happen to me. What’s going to happen to my baby? I know in my heart my wolf will find me. I scooch down the wall to the floor. Rest. Just rest.

I drift in and out along the edge of a dream about Thane and my baby. My son, with his father’s eyes and my red hair, laughs as his daddy bounces him on his knee. I hear Thane’s voice and reach for him. The more I reach, the farther he slips away. I cry out. “Thane.”

“Hey! Hey!” My eyes struggle to open as Renee is calling for me to wake up. “Scarlet!”

My gritty eyes finally open. With tied hands, I can’t rub the sleep out of them. “How long have I been out?”

Renee answers. “Not sure. You were screaming in your sleep.”

Makes total sense, I’m living in a nightmare.

THANE

We pull up to the apartment building that houses the scum that took my girl. I get out of my SUV with Marco strolling next to me and acknowledge one of Marco’s men standing next to his SUV. He raises his head. “Nothing. His neighbors haven’t seen him since this morning. His car is in the garage.”

Fingers natters on my phone. “I should have GPS on his phone any minute.”

I crack my neck, earning an eye roll from my brother while Marco scoffs.

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