Alpha alec's redemption (Sadie) novel Chapter 155

“Why would hybrids be following us?” Alec asks, his words coming through clenched teeth.

I totally get him because I am currently wondering the same thing. Why would two hybrids be tailing us? In my honest opinion, I don’t think they are after Alec. Why would they be? He is simply in the wrong place at the wrong time.

“I don’t know,” I mumble, “Maybe they found out that I have been hunting and killing their kind.”

I mean, it could be a possibility. Maybe they were finally trying to retaliate, given we’ve been showing no mercy to them. Damn it, does that mean that King and Raven could be in danger too?

Alec looks thoughtful for a second. “Maybe, but it still doesn’t make sense. Why now? You’ve been hunting them for years. Why hunt you now?”

“Maybe they want to talk?” I tell him stupidly. Don’t judge me. I am nervous and in panic mode. People say stupid shit when they’re panicking.

Alec gives me a ‘Seriously?’ look, but I just ignore him.

I sneak a look through the rearview mirror and notice that they are gaining on us. Pressing my foot on the gas, I increase the speed of the car, trying to put some distance between us. It doesn’t do much. Doesn’t make much difference.

“They are gaining on us, Sadie,” he tells me unhelpfully.

“I know that,” I grit out. “I have eyes.”

Stepping on the acceleration pad once again, I gain momentum, now going at a hundred kilometers per minute. My heart is racing given that I’ve never driven this fast before.

I never drove while I was here, mostly using taxis to go to town or hitching a ride with someone who was heading in the same direction. Once I started to drive, I drove at a safe speed given I always had Aspen aboard. This is new and scary at the same time.

I keep looking back at the black car and its occupant. It seems like no matter how fast I drive, they are only a distance away. Their eyes were burning at me even through the glass window. Those red orbs, glowing with nothing but sinister motive.

“You are gripping the steering too tightly,” Alec comments in a hoarse voice. “That will make it hard to control the car.”

I focus on driving and glare at him, but loosen my grip just a tiny bit. I hate to admit it, but he is right. Holding the wheel stiffly and tightly makes it difficult to control the car.

“First time?” he asks softly.

I give him a brief, confused look. “First time, doing what exactly, a car chase?”

“Yes?”

“Of course it is! And why are you asking? Have you ever been in one before?”

“Nope,” he shrugs and pops the P. “But it is not once or twice I’ve driven like a maniac.”