Valen POV

We were on the other side of the mountain from where we were meeting up with my father. We were still about an hour away because the storm was making visibility a real bitch.

Dion and a few other men were traveling in the cars behind us as we tried to get to my father. When the mind link opened up, Marcus came through. Stupidly, I opened it, allowing Tatum in on the link, not expecting the news we got.

“How far away are you?”

“About an hour away still, this storm is bloody terrible,” I tell him. 

My windscreen wipers were going a hundred miles an hour, and the road was barely visible, even to my enhanced eyesight. We were going to have a hell of a time finding anything out there if it didn’t blow over soon.

“Your father and John have headed in,” Marcus tells us.

“They were supposed to wait for us,” I growled, annoyed they would be so reckless and enter forsaken territory without backup. My father at least should know better. I know John isn’t in the right headspace at the moment because of Claire, but even he should know better than to be this reckless.

apparently some dried blood not far from it and decided he was sick

mind link, but I can feel

Tatum snarls. I glanced at him out of

got their phones?” I

there is some sort of interference. After ten minutes, I lost them on the app,” Marcus

I ignore him. We were still

down. We are nearly there,” I tell Tatum, shoving him out of the mind link so I can focus on what Marcus is trying to say to me. I knew he was scared for Macey, but I never expected

to go over the damn mountain than around it. Pull the car over, Valen,” Tatum

Tatum tosses his door open beside me, I jam both feet on the brake and rip the hand brake up. The car locks up, and I grit my teeth, trying to hang onto the steering wheel when he tosses himself out

the wet road is loud as I try not to slide out and into a ditch. My eyes go to the rear vision mirror to see those

raced in my chest as the car came to a stop, and I tossed my door open when he stopped. Climbing out, I hear him groan and get to his hands and knees. ” Tatum!” I yelled, running toward him,

drenched him from where he all but skinned himself alive, his clothes torn from

managed it, it would either help him heal or kill him, I wasn’t

of bone was

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