#Chapter169
Tate and Drake on her heels alongside me as we chase after her.
Lights illuminating the road signalling a car was coming down the road. I watch as she doesn’t even stop, just keeps running. Out of my peripheral I see Drake grab Tate by the scruff of his neck ripping him back as they slide across the dew covered ground stopping just before the road, yet she keeps running. The screech of brakes on the bitumen road squealing loudly as the driver tried to break in time.
The car narrowly missed me as it swerved around me as I tried to grab her. The back end of the car sliding out and taking her out. Sending her skidding across the ground. White fur covering the road along with a blood trail. Everything happens so quickly as I watch her wolf hit the ground being flung like a ragdoll before rolling, her wolf being forced to shift and I watch horrified as the road skins her before coming to a stop in a heap on the ground.
