Prologue
Quinn felt uneasywalking down the semi-dark hallway, but she really had to pee.When she reached for the doorknob to the women’s restroom, a hand covered her mouth.Quinn struggled, but whoever was at her back was stronger.The back door of the convenience store opened, and she was shoved through.Quinn struggled with all her strength.Goddess, why hadn’t she waited for someone to go with her?
“Grab her feet,” the man behind her demanded, and the other did as instructed.Quinn squirmed in their grip, moving her legs back and forth until she was able to break one foot free.She kicked out, hitting the one holding her legs in the nose.He dropped her other leg to cover his bleeding face.With her lower body now free, Quinn used the momentum of her legs falling to carry her forward, flipping the man behind her over her back.As soon as she was out of his clutches, Quinn ran.
The store backed up to dense woods, and Quinn headed that direction instead of circling the building where humans wouldn’t react well to seeing wolves.The vegetation was thick, but Quinn bullied her way through the branches and undergrowth.Snarls and snapping of jaws sounded close behind, so Quinn urged her body to go faster.The trees opened up slightly, and Quinn had a moment of hope until she caught sight of more wolves.These weren’t your garden variety timber wolves either.These were massive with silver fur covering their backs and black on their bellies and legs.She was no match for six dire wolves, but that didn’t mean she wouldn’t fight like hell before they finally took her down.
Quinn fought with everything she had, but it didn’t take long before they had her incapacitated and in the back of a vehicle, driving away from the store.Once they subdued Quinn, they bragged about how their father would reward them for finally bringing Quinn to him, which meant they were both her uncles.But how the hell had they known she was there at the store?Or in New Mexico for that matter?Fuck.Someone had betrayed her, and when Quinn found out who, she would add them to the list of people who needed to die.
“What the fuck is that?”Henry, the driver of the SUV, was intent on something in the rearview mirror.Quinn turned to look out the back window.A large eagle grabbed one of the bikers and tossed him off his motorcycle.
“Shoot that fucking bird,” Henry instructed his brother.
Quinn lunged for the male sitting in the passenger seat when he aimed a pistol out the window.Henry swerved before regaining control of the SUV.Bradley cursed as he turned the gun on her.“That was a mistake.”No, the mistake had been leaving her guard behind.She didn’t respond.Instead, she glared at Bradley who was snarling at her.Knowing her guard wouldn’t stop until he found her, Quinn needed to be smart.Do whatever it took to stay alive, and that meant she couldn’t attack her uncles.Not when one of them kept his weapon trained on her.
When they neared her grandfather’s home, Quinn was expecting living arrangements like a subdivision of similar houses.Instead, small cabins dotted the tree line, and those didn’t appear to be in top condition.Henry pulled to a stop in front of a massive structure reminiscent of a lodge, and she guessed that’s where all the pack’s money went.
With the pistol aimed at her chest, Bradley opened the back door.“Get out.And if you try anything stupid, Iwillshoot you, niece or not.”