Kiel
Kiel
“These Earth vehicles are pathetic. I can run faster than this.”
Warden Egara ignored me, her eyes on the road, her grip steady on the vehicle’s odd driving wheel. “Yes, but for how long?”
She swerved violently around a large vehicle pulling giant boxes on wheels and I grasped the small handle above the window so I would not tumble into her lap. “Several miles.”
“Umm, hmm.” She straightened out and dashed back into the lane in front of the much larger vehicle. “She could be ten miles away, or a hundred. You wouldn’t last that long.”
Perhaps not, which was why I’d agreed to fold my body into this cramped seat in this small contraption she called a car. I smelled blood, old blood, but the scent was familiar. “There is blood in this vehicle, but it does not belong to my mate.”
