His Inescapable Mate novel Chapter 55

She shrugged. "They found me. I count that as a frickin' miracle. I got lost as soon as I made it into the tree line."

Reed snorted. "She was going the wrong way, towards Alpha's house."

That figures. "Vincent's in a territory where the humans can leave the omegas. It's like a special law there," I said, hoping Reed knew the territory I was talking about.

He nodded. "We're going the right way then. But by foot it's going to take a couple of hours."

Jesse groaned. Then she let out a scream.

Both Reed and I stopped to look at her, but she pointed behind us to the giant wolf chasing after us. Jason.

There was so much going on through my head at the moment: Danni was dead, Crystal was beating the crap out of Kyle (that was my favorite part), Jessie's life was in danger, Reed was dealing with Danni's death and seemed to want to help me in honor of her memory, and I really needed to get back to Vincent. And it was that last thought that burnt into my brain the most. Sorry to my friends and sorry to my well-being for not putting the charging alpha as top priority, but the thought of running back to the next territory to be reunited with Vincent seemed like the best idea that I've ever had in my entire life.

Still, that would have to wait, unfortunately.

I bolted through the forest, hands tossed up in the air as I cried out in terror due to the very pissed off werewolf trailing behind us- the same werewolf who threatened to use the Last Resort on me to ensure that we'd be together in the afterlife.

Jessie pushed further ahead of me, sprinting with all her might, pumping her arms like crazy. "Run Nora!" she shrieked.

"No shit!" I panted, my feet stomping on the forest floor so hard that the soles throbbed with each contact.

Jessie spun around and rushed over to me. "Let go of her, Bastard!" she yelled, grabbing a tight hold of my feet. She tugged with all of her human might, not freeing me, but at least significantly settling down the thrashing.

Jason snarled at her, his blood-stained teeth barely visible to me if I turned my head to the left. Jessie's eyes widened, but she pursed her lips into a thin line and yanked on my legs, kind go tearing my skin more at my shoulder.

I cried out for them to stop, but my calls went unheeded, Jason and Jessie playing tug-o-war with my body.

Jason jerked backwards and Jessie lost her grip, making my legs fall to the hard ground with a thud. Jason let out a snort, practically taunting her, turning around and dashing though the forest back to his house, with me dangling in his muzzle.

My vision was almost black and my limbs felt cold as I continued to profusely bleed from my shoulder. "Vincent," I croaked out foolishly. I knew that he wouldn't be able to hear me, but something deep down inside (instincts maybe?) told me to call out for him.