Chapter 57 Ava: Stunned

I scream, my voice raw with terror as the door beside me is wrenched open. Before I even look, I throw a punch in their direction.

But it's not one of the armed assailants—it's Phoenix.

My brother's face is set in grim lines, his mouth a tight slash of determination. My fist is held by his hand as though I'm a child throwing a tantrum—with the ease of someone far more powerful than me.

He lets go and cuts my seatbelt with a knife before grabbing me in an almost painful grip.

Ivy is still slumped in the backseat beside me, a trickle of blood oozing from the gash on her forehead. She's completely still, her head lolling at an unnatural angle.

My stomach roils violently, and I have to swallow back a surge of nausea. Is she...?

"She's alive," Phoenix says gruffly, as if reading my mind. "For now."

"Come on, we have to move," he growls, already tugging me out of the wrecked sedan.

I stumble after him in a daze, my mind whirling. Phoenix? Here? How—?

What's happening, Ava? Selene's voice, taut with concern, rings in my head.

I shake my head mutely, too shaken to articulate a response. Phoenix is already hustling me towards one of the blue sedans idling in front of Ivy's car. The driver, a tall, powerfully-built shifter I don't recognize, jumps out and rushes to open the rear door.

"Get in," Phoenix barks at me, giving me a firm shove towards the open door.

I scramble inside without protest, my entire body quivering with a bone-deep chill. The rear door slams shut, and Phoenix is already circling around to the passenger side. "Airport," he snaps at the driver as he clambers inside. "And step on it."

violent squeal of tires, the force

voice tinged with a rare edge of panic. What's going on? Who

to gather my scattered thoughts. The image of the driver crumpling to the ground is seared into the back

class isn't enough. It was all false

were following us. The one who

I'd

presence wrapping around me like a soothing balm. It's

never going to make it in time. We're heading for the airport. That

have more people. They have cars. They have guns. Ones that can

around in the passenger seat to face me, his gaze raking over me, assessing. "Why do

I've been living

into a grim line. "No, it's different. More than just

knows

does he

don't know what you're talking about," I say evenly, lying through my teeth. He knows damn well I don't have a wolf

front. I let out a slow, shaky breath and lean back against the couch, cursing everything I can

got that damn

comfortable, expecting to be able

And now this.

like I'm being punished for having a

Shadowpine this whole time?" Phoenix asks,

a trick question to see if I'll lie to him,

he doesn't

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