Another Chance for the Luna Queen by Aurora Starling

spotted me and rushed after me, but I didn’t slow down.

The streets were busy this time of day, and I picked up speed, weaving through the crowd.

I just needed a few minutes alone. Just a little distance from Alexander.

My wolf whined at the separation, but I pushed through it needed to get far enough away that she would stop reacting to him. I needed to get my thoughts straight.

Then something slammed into my back.

I crashed to the sidewalk, my breath knocked from my lungs. Before I could stand, powerful hands clamped over

my arms.

I twisted, trying to see who was grabbing me, but suddenly I was moving–hauled through the air.

A car trunk slammed shut, the sound ringing in my ears.

And that was when I realized what was happening.

I was being kidnapped.

Again,

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The trunk lamuned shot and it felt like my heart stopped rating

Khan t know how long 1 lay there, pain shocked, trying to register what had happened. One second, I was storming oft in a hit, the rest, I was being kidnapped.

meant he hadn’t witnessed it he was just trying to figane

call out to him, then the engine roared to life and

fool I had been ffirough this before and survived. As sick as I felt about the situation,

feel like an absolute idiot.

off like that. The whole reason I was mad at Alexander was that I felt he wasn’t taking the danger seriously enough–so what was my brilliant solution?

could I be so

forced myself to steady my breathing. I needed to think

an emergency release to prevent people from getting trapped inside, so I felt around in the dark, searching for it. When I couldn’t find anything, I pulled out my phone and turned

me around, making it hard to focus. But then I saw it–a damaged spot where

blood ran

me had modified the

this

They were professionals.

realization was, I knew that I had to control myself. Panic wouldn’t help

something out. My eyes scanned the cramped space, looking for anything useful. There was nothing I could use to pry the trunk open–but I did spot a latch

but it was better than

I might be able to force him off of the road. Or maybe I could get the attention of another driver or someone on

hard. The seat folded forward, collapsing into the

scrambled through the opening.

driver made a startled sound and slammed

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behind

mact, but when he gebed my ankle and began pulling me

all my strength, but he was huge well over six feet tall, broad and

to scream as loud as I could. I couldn’t see past him so I didn’t know if there were any other people around. All I could do was hope

into the back seat, pinning me beneath his weight. My arms were wrenched behind me, bound tightly with something thin–shoelaces,

to make things worse if you keep

respond. My mind was spinning, trying to think of

again. I kicked, desperate, but it was just as useless as before.

me back into the trunk and slammed