Cillian knew he should shift, but that would make it harder to communicate with Madison in battle. Instead, he took a small step forward, then paused to listen. Whoever was near the car knew they were in the woods. There was some movement toward the tree line, and Cillian looked at Madison and nodded. Without a word, the two jumped out of the shadows and began to battle the men nearby.
Madison was still able to wield the daggers with some skill, but she could tell immediately that not only were they outnumbered, but these men were infinitely stronger. She wounded one and was fending off another when a third grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back and slammed her against the car, his free hand around her neck.
“Cillian,” Madison managed to choke out.
“Stop!” Cillian said, givin
