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I latched onto the wheel even as Orion tried to shove his shoulder in my path. “I’ve got this!” he assured me.
One of the rear windows broke out. A hell hound stuck its head through the shattered glass and snarled at us.
Orion sheepishly smiled at me as I glared at him. “I’ll have this when we get to my mom’s house.”
“Then you’d better figure out a Plan B because we just passed the driveway,” I informed him.
He grinned. “My plan is to do this.”
Orion jerked the wheel to the left. The wheels of the car lost their traction and we spun around in like a top across the snowy road. I was flung backward against my car door and the hell hounds dodged the car and scattered.
Orion grabbed the parking brake and put it on. The car skidded to a stop facing the opposite direction. The
