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“We have to get ‘way from her before she can split us up Riley fretted, exchanging worried glances with her siblings.

“How can we ‘scape though?” Paisley countered. “

The doors are locked!”

They were locked in the back of yet another windowless van and speeding down the King’s road, which connected the tropical port to the Southern Isles’ capital city. They knew from eavesdropping on Anita and her goons that they would reach the royal palace within a few hours, and by then it would be too late.

“We should tell her we have to go potty” Parker suggested, “then shell stop and we can run away”

“1 dunno if she’d stop for that.” Ryder added skeptically, “I think she’d just say to hold it”

“Say you’re gonna be sick then!” Riley mused, “| bets she’ll believe you after how sick you got on the boat”

“Yeah, say you’re gonna make a huge mess she’ll have to clean up.” Paisley contributes.

“And be reaaally whiny!” Riley instructed.

At once, the boys raised their young voices to shrill howls. “Stop the car! I’m gonna puke!” Parker shouted.

“Me too!” Ryder added, “It’s going too fast!”

“Shut up you brats!” Anita bit back, glaring into the back of the vehicle.

The boys clutched their bellies and began rolling around on the floor, moaning and wailing. In the end, it probably wasn’t the imminent danger of their sickness which broke the traffickers will, but the sounds of their faux misery. Anita lost her patience almost instantly, slamming her hands against the dashboard and telling the driver to pull over. “Stop now, before l lose my f*****g mind.”

Paisley complained, rubbing her arm. A bruise was quickly forming on her delicate skin from colliding with some

concern, surveying her sister for signs

towards the drawers, and curiously pulled them open. Inside she found

based on all the tools and four by fours in the cargo bay, the rightful owners were probably construction workers. “We can put these in

the air, she understood. The tracks beneath the sliding door had to be

Paisley murmured in the other pup’s ear

go big.” Riley confided. “The boys are I ready out, and they’ll

if we’re

maybe we don’ need to block the door at all. Is open now, maybe we can just use these to keep them from following” Paisley pulled open the

go first and tell the boys to run, I’ll

the truck, thoroughly distracting Anita, “Hey, get back here! | didn’t give you

van and darted past her, turning back and dumping the nails over the ground. As soon as she heard the boys and Paisley take off, she began running too, sprinkling the nails over the earth behind her like vicious

series of outraged shouts from their kidnappers, soon followed by the crash of footfalls through the undergrowth and the agonized screech of a she-wolf treading on an upturned spike. Her howls of

wanted to stop and look back, or simply to pause long enough to laugh, but they knew they had to keep going. They had to

Parker praised his sister.”They won’t walk for

nail, which sent him flying. Too afraid to put pressure

forest, only stopping until they were

formed a small circle and helped brace each other’s weight. “What do we do now?” Ryder questioned. “they’re down now, but as soon as they’re better, they’ll

away without leaving a trail.” Parker answered,

need a river.”

were looking at her expectantly, waiting for her to finish her thought. Sighing when she realized they weren’t just going to forget, she added, “l can’t swim.” Her heart had never been strong enough to handle any type of cardio activity, so she’d missed out on a lot of fun things

assured her. “We’ll

teach you, or find something for you

a river.” Riley pointed out, looking around the dense forest. They were so deep in the wood that the canopy was blocking out the sun completely, and no matter which direction she turned, there was simply a sea of trees as far as the eye could see. She c****d her ears, listening for

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