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“You’re getting old.”
He picked up pace, but she burst through the cabin door. Riley laughed hard, but then a scream burst from her mouth as she hit hard against something. An arm whipped around her, and she felt the cold burn of a knife against her throat.
“Do not move an inch,” said a familiar voice.
Riley didn’t need to look up to know that her brother had found her. Chance came inside still chuckling and said, “You vixen.”
She saw his expression change. A low feral groan escaped his lips as he took a few steps forward. “Stop right there,” said Wesley.
Chance’s expression tightened, but he stopped moving. “Do not hurt her.”
“I am going to kill her.” Chance took a step forward, and she felt the tip of the knife pierce her skin. Riley whimpered. “One more step, and it will go right inside her throat.”
“You’ll not leave this place alive if she is hurt.”
Riley felt the blood trickle down from the tiny wound. The pain was searing hot. Her head swam. She’d been close to death before, but this seemed to be the end. He held her. There was no way she could escape. This time she wouldn’t be able to live to tell the tale. Dismay and disappointment coursed through her veins. She’d so much to look forward to. They had so many plans. Finally, her life was on the right track, and Wesley had to come and derail all her plans.
How could she be so unlucky?
“I am going to step outside with her,” said Wesley. “Move out of my way.”
Chance stepped away slowly. He was near enough to the door, but he gave them enough space to pass. She could see that he intended to grab Wesley as he tugged her through. Riley didn’t think his plan would work. The moment Wesley felt Chance’s hands on him, he would plunge the knife through her throat. She wouldn’t live. They were too far away from any sort of emergency medical help. Wesley had chosen his time and location well. He must have followed them from the city.
As Chance backed away, Wesley dragged her. She didn’t have a choice but to go along. If Chance attacked, she would die. If he didn’t try to distract Wesley, her brother would kill her the moment they were outside. She would die in either case.
Riley didn’t quite know what to do.
Her mind wasn’t working. Inch by inch, they shuffled towards the door. There wasn’t much time. She had moments, seconds perhaps. She’d come so far, and now she didn’t want to give up. Even if she was going to die, it wouldn’t happen without a fight. This was her final chance to win back control from the guy who forced her to be on the run for years. She’d spent her life being chased, and now he caught her, but she still had some choices.
Just for a second, her gaze met Chance’s, and then she looked away. She could smell fear on Wesley. He was scared, and in this frightened state, he could do anything. And yet, she didn’t have an option but to do her best to get out of this alive. Wesley kept his eyes trained on Chance as he walked past. When they reached the door, he expelled a breath. Obviously, he had been expecting Chance to try something.
This was her moment.
Riley bit down hard on his hand. He screamed, and the knife’s edge slipped off her skin. Chance shoved into him, and Wesley stumbled. Even though she wanted to help, Riley was quite aware that Wesley still gripped the knife—and if she distracted Chance, he might get hurt.
Chance moved towards Wesley, but he swiped at him with the knife. Chance leapt away before he was hurt. Seeing his chance, Wesley jumped towards her. She screamed and stumbled back. Riley pushed a chair down between them, and Wesley was so intent on catching her that he didn’t see it in time and stumbled. He fell to the ground with a resounding crash and then groaned.
Riley slithered back, sure that he would get up and come after her. Chance grabbed her hand drew her in an
He picked up pace, but she burst through the cabin door. Riley laughed hard, but then a scream burst from her mouth as she hit hard against something. An arm whipped around her, and she felt the cold burn of a knife against her throat.
“Do not move an inch,” said a familiar voice.
Riley didn’t need to look up to know that her brother had found her. Chance came inside still chuckling and said, “You vixen.”
She saw his expression change. A low feral groan escaped his lips as he took a few steps forward. “Stop right there,” said Wesley.
Chance’s expression tightened, but he stopped moving. “Do not hurt her.”
“I am going to kill her.” Chance took a step forward, and she felt the tip of the knife pierce her skin. Riley whimpered. “One more step, and it will go right inside her throat.”
“You’ll not leave this place alive if she is hurt.”
Riley felt the blood trickle down from the tiny wound. The pain was searing hot. Her head swam. She’d been close to death before, but this seemed to be the end. He held her. There was no way she could escape. This time she wouldn’t be able to live to tell the tale. Dismay and disappointment coursed through her veins. She’d so much to look forward to. They had so many plans. Finally, her life was on the right track, and Wesley had to come and derail all her plans.
How could she be so unlucky?
“I am going to step outside with her,” said Wesley. “Move out of my way.”
Chance stepped away slowly. He was near enough to the door, but he gave them enough space to pass. She could see that he intended to grab Wesley as he tugged her through. Riley didn’t think his plan would work. The moment Wesley felt Chance’s hands on him, he would plunge the knife through her throat. She wouldn’t live. They were too far away from any sort of emergency medical help. Wesley had chosen his time and location well. He must have followed them from the city.
As Chance backed away, Wesley dragged her. She didn’t have a choice but to go along. If Chance attacked, she would die. If he didn’t try to distract Wesley, her brother would kill her the moment they were outside. She would die in either case.
Riley didn’t quite know what to do.
Her mind wasn’t working. Inch by inch, they shuffled towards the door. There wasn’t much time. She had moments, seconds perhaps. She’d come so far, and now she didn’t want to give up. Even if she was going to die, it wouldn’t happen without a fight. This was her final chance to win back control from the guy who forced her to be on the run for years. She’d spent her life being chased, and now he caught her, but she still had some choices.
Just for a second, her gaze met Chance’s, and then she looked away. She could smell fear on Wesley. He was scared, and in this frightened state, he could do anything. And yet, she didn’t have an option but to do her best to get out of this alive. Wesley kept his eyes trained on Chance as he walked past. When they reached the door, he expelled a breath. Obviously, he had been expecting Chance to try something.
This was her moment.
Riley bit down hard on his hand. He screamed, and the knife’s edge slipped off her skin. Chance shoved into him, and Wesley stumbled. Even though she wanted to help, Riley was quite aware that Wesley still gripped the knife—and if she distracted Chance, he might get hurt.
Chance moved towards Wesley, but he swiped at him with the knife. Chance leapt away before he was hurt. Seeing his chance, Wesley jumped towards her. She screamed and stumbled back. Riley pushed a chair down between them, and Wesley was so intent on catching her that he didn’t see it in time and stumbled. He fell to the ground with a resounding crash and then groaned.
Riley slithered back, sure that he would get up and come after her. Chance grabbed her hand drew her in an
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