Chapter 29
Five minutes later, I clung to Dakota’s waist as we sped down narrow roads at a breakneck speed. I hadn’t explained my absence to my mate and stepfather. Hadn’t been given the opportunity to even see them again in fact. Because Dakota didn’t need anybody except me. “You’re the bait,” she explained, knocking my cell phone to the ground then strapping the only helmet she appeared to possess onto my head as carefully as if I was her tender-skulled offspring. “The rest of them are irrelevant. Let’s go.”
Now, blond hair whipped into my eyes as we sped through stoplights without slowing, ignoring the blare of angry horns when we cut off residents unused to having their elite neighborhood invaded by impatient wolves. A dark shape rose on my right shoulder and I flinched away from the
