Breathing heavily, Rowan’s breaths were louder than the blaring car horn ringing in his ears as he stared at his phone, hand bloody and shaking from the excess adrenaline running through his body. The headlights from the toppled-over car shone on his bloodied frame rev,ealing the bodies scattered along the road and the bottom of the rocky mountains.
Rowan’s dark locks clung to his forehead, shirt ripped and singed, bloodied, and barely covering his body. His penetrating blue eyes roamed across his surroundings, waiting for more threats to appear. There were none. They’d dealt with them all.
The car horn grew louder dispersing the haziness Rowan had been entranced in while his blood lust simmered. He looked back at his phone to Alicia’s second call. He couldn’t answer her right now as muc
