Chapter 17
LUKE’S NIECE WAS SAFE. Backup would reach my mate shortly. Which meant, my job had narrowed to....
I spun to face Timothy, hoping he’d be thrown off his game by the flood of opponents. Maybe now I could snatch the woelfin pelt out of his hand.
But Destiny’s ex wasn’t where I’d left him. Instead, the roar of a diesel pickup tore down the driveway, backwards to make retreat easier. Brakes screeched as the bumper halted one inch from Timothy, who sprang across the open tailgate and into the empty bed.
“You’ll regret this,” he called to Destiny as lone wolves converged upon the vehicle. There were too many of them now for me to push through in hopes of snagging the pelt still clutched in Timothy’s fist.
Instead, I backed away as the flood passed me. But I wasn’t quite fast enou
