Sinful Mates 1-3 novel Chapter 40

　　Anxiety kicked in my adrenaline pumping through my veins. My head was spinning, how could this all happen, an hour ago everything was fine and normal. Now Tom was dead. He was gone, another person dying on me, and this time it was all my fault.

　　The back door opened, and I slid as far away as the seat would allow, my back hitting the door. Tobias got in next to me. Theo jumped in the driver’s seat and tore out of the carpark the car scrubbing out on the driveway. Tobias reached for me and I kicked him in the shoulder. He grunted and grabbed my legs pinning them to the seat.

　　“You killed him, you fucking killed him. Get away from me. You fucking monster,” I screamed. Theo slammed the breaks, and I was thrown into the footwell. Tobias reached down and grabbed the front of my blouse and ripped me back up and onto the seat. We were in heavy traffic. He reached over and tried to clip my belt in, but I scratched his face trying to get away from him.

　　“Fucking stop, Imogen.” He pinned me on my back, on the seat. Leaning over me and I started screaming, hoping that since we were stopped in traffic someone could hear me. Tobias growled and put his hand over my mouth. I bite him hard enough to draw blood. He ripped his hand away and I could see it bleeding.

　　“Do something, Theo. I am about to fucking lose it with her” He wasn’t lying when he said he was losing control. Fur was growing on his arms, his claws extending, digging into my arms. His canines protruding right in front of me, his teeth looked sharp next to my face.

　　“Swap places with me,” Theo said, letting go of the wheel and putting the handbrake on before jumping in the back. Tobias jumped over into the front seat. Cars were honking their horns behind us because traffic was moving and the car was stopped. I tried to sit up but was shoved back down by Theo. He leans in trying to calm me with the fog, but I lash out and slap him across the face and kicking him back with my feet. Theo snarled before pouncing on me, pinning me with all his weight, his face barely and inch off mine.

　　“Stop fighting.”

　　“You killed him. I fucking hate you.” His eyes blazed blood red burning brightly.

　　“He isn’t dead yet, now stop or I will make you watch when I do kill him.” His voice was cold as ice and a shiver ran up my spine. My heart rate picking up as panic kicks in again and I start trembling. Hot tears form in my eyes and run down my cheek. Theo’s eyes soften before he loosens his grip slightly. I feel the fog washing over me, calming every muscle in my body. I don’t fight it. I relax into the feeling. I can’t cope right now; I just want it to go away.

　　Tobias continues driving, and when we hit the dirt road, I know we are out of the city. Theo allows me to sit up and I scoot over pressing myself against the door to stay as far away from him as possible. When I see the bend leading onto the side road before our turn off, I grip the door handle waiting for the car to slow down enough. Just as the car slows down, I throw the door open and throw myself out. Theo screams, and I noticed him try to grab me, but he wasn’t expecting me to throw myself out and was too slow. I fell from the car and skidded and rolled across the dirt. The idea seemed good at the time, until I felt like I was being skinned alive. I felt the air leave my lungs on impact. Felt the palms of my hands being ripped to shreds, and I felt my wrist snap, making a sickening noise on impact.

　　The car screeched to a stop, dirt and dust flying everywhere. I pulled myself up onto my hands and knees, screaming at the pressure on my wrist that was sending shooting pain up my arm. Coughing on dirt and trying to get air in my lungs.

　　When I heard the door open, adrenaline shot through me and I managed to stand, stumbling forward before finding my feet. I took off running straight for the tree line, only I didn’t make it. I collapsed onto my hands and knees, and before I knew it feet appeared in my line of vision.

　　I clutched onto his pants legs, trying to pull myself up. What a stupid Idea that was. Fear made me do some stupid shit sometimes, but this definitely took the cake. I should have realised I couldn’t outrun them. I was now paying dearly for that stupid decision.