Page 50 of His Loved Lycan Luna
“Abbie?” she asks.
“There should be a microphone picture. Press it so I can hear,” Dustin says in the background; it sounds like they are in a car.
“Are you there?” I ask while glancing around the windows.
“Yes, can you hear me?” Ivy asks, the phone volume turning a little static and crackling.
A sob escapes me. “Ivy! Oh please, thank God!” I gasp.
“I’m right here,” Ivy tells me. And I can’t seem to get myself together enough to speak.
“Did she answer?” the man from the service station asks.
“She answered,” I tell him, peeking over at him as he watches out the window.
“Thank you so much,” I quickly tell him before listening to the static through the phone.
“Are you there still?” I ask.
“Yes, I am. I am...” The phone crackles before the phone drops out of reception. I curse and call again. It immediately starts ringing again, and Ivy answers it.
“Abbie?” she asks.
“Listen, I need you to come to get me. I was wrong about Kade, Ivy. Send Gannon. Please! I want to come home! I am…” she falls silent. “I don’t know where I am. I can’t read the sign. I am… Where am I?” I ask, turning to the service station manager.
“Metro service station. It is in Langley,” he tells me.
“Metro Service station in Langley. Abbie is there!” Ivy tells Dustin, obviously hearing him in the background.
“Are you okay, Abbie? We are nearly there,” Ivy tells me, and I sigh.
“You have to be quick. I know he already knows I ran. Wait, you are nearly here?” I ask.
“You never said it back,” Ivy tells me, and I break down sobbinginto the phone. She knew something was wrong. I hoped she picked up on it during the call. Immense relief floods me.
“I thought you didn’t figure it out!” I choke, wiping my eyes on the back of my hand, and the phone goes grainy again.
“You always say it back,” she tells me, and I nod.
“What sort of car did you say your boyfriend drives?” the man asks beside me when a car pulls into the service station. Kade’s car. I gasp. “A black one,” I murmur when I see him climb out of his car, and I duck before I hear a bell chime as the door opens.
“Get down behind the counter,” the man says, and I hold my breath, dropping to sit and lean against the counter, with the phone still clutched to my ear.
“He found me! Hurry!” I whisper into the phone. I hear the service station attendant speak above me and glance at him.
“Can I help you, sir?” he asks before I hear Kade’s voice.
“I’m looking for a girl. Abbie, come out. This human won’t save you from me!” Kade’s voice growls, and I flinch at his tone.
“Sir, I have not seen a girl,” the man says.
“I can smell her. Now come out, Abbie, before I kill this man!” Kade’s menacing growl threatens.
I swallow, and my skin prickles with goosebumps as his footsteps grow closer. The man is suddenly grabbed by the collar of his shirt and ripped over the top of the counter. I scream, jumping to my feet in time to see Kade snap the man’s neck.
His eyes dart to mine, and I drop the phone. I race toward the rear of the building, where the man had gone to retrieve the first aid kit. Kade snarls and gives chase, and I find a door. My palms hit hard, and it bursts open. Once outside, I peer around briefly before taking off across the road toward the mountain to hide in the forest.
“Abbie!” Kade snarls, and adrenaline pumps through my veins, dulling all my pain as I run for my life. The howls grow louder in the distance as his pack closes in. I slip on the loose dirt and twigs as I force my body to climb the mountain, only to betackled. Kade’s fist slams into the back of my head before my side, making me wheeze, and I feel my ribs crack. My scream is deafening and hurts my ears.
