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kicked her feet against the floorboards as Daniel helped to guide her from the car. No sooner had he set her on the ground, then he spun her around.
    His callused palm tilted her chin, and his intense emerald eyes met hers. “I need you to run into the woods as fast as you can. Don’t look back. Call this number,” he paused, looking toward the approaching men. “Never mind, there isn’t time. Use Directory Assistance to find the number for The Cookie Jar in Abilene, ask for Lark, Emily, or Devon. Go, run, now,” he snapped, placing the phone in her palm. He twirled her around and gave her a hard shove toward the trees.
    Nora looked back to protest, but stopped when she saw the three men approaching. Her muscles tensed and feet rooted into the soggy grass. Her fists clenched at her sides as her pulse thrummed in her ears. She should run, but Daniel was injured—because of her, she couldn’t leave him. He’d done nothing but help her, and it wouldn’t be right to leave him.
    “Nora go,” Daniel ground out. His brows lifted studying her for a moment before he turned back to the approaching men. “Please, go. Call for help, Nora, that’s our best chance,” he urged.
    Nora swallowed the bile rising in her throat. Her gaze drifted to the menacing men approaching. A gasp escaped her lips as she met their golden eyes. Her feet took a step back. Eyes blinking rapidly, she stifled a scream as one of the man’s jawbones elongated, his shoulder widened, and bones shifted unnaturally.
    “Oh god,” she whispered, gaze fixated on the scene. She closed her eyes tight, then reopened them. Large canine teeth hung over the man’s lip and his nose had shrunken in.
    A lump formed in her throat, making it hard to swallow. She covered her mouth with her palm as two of the men and Daniel came to blows. The third directed his focus on her.
    Phone clutched tightly in her hand, she spun on her heel and sprinted into the tree line. Her breath came in tiny pants as she pushed forward over the uneven terrain. Tree limbs whipped against her skin and her feet slid on the slick, muddy terrain.
    Leaves and branches crackled behind her, spurring her to move faster. Her phone vibrated in her hand, April’s melodic ringtone sang out through the woods.
    “April,” she gasped into the phone.
    “Nora. What’s wrong?”
    “They ran us off the road,” she panted, looking over her shoulder. “He’s going to catch me, April,” she shrieked, panicked.
    Nora squeezed the phone tighter, using her other hand to shove thick brush out of her way.
    “Where are you?”
    “I’m not sure exactly, but close to the ranch,” she huffed.
    A branch caught her foot, propelling her forward onto her hands and knees. Her phone slipped from her grasp and tumbled out of her reach. Rough hands grabbed the hair at the nape of her neck. Nora flailed wildly as she was wrenched upwards.
    An arm slung around her waist, and she was pulled into a firm chest.
    “Enough,” a masculine voice ordered.
    “Get off me,” she grunted, bucking against him.
    Nora whimpered as something sharp dug into her side. “Enough,” he repeated.
    Nora held her breath, afraid to move. Her side ached, and warmth slid down her middle. She’d been stabbed, she realized.
    “That’s a good girl,” he whispered. “Cooperate or I’ll make it hurt more.”
    Nora shivered as his breath tickled her ear. The hairs on her arm rose, and her stomach churned. Her attacker pulled back extracting the object from her side. A sob tore free from her throat and she pitched forward as darkness clouded her vision.
    The man wrenched her back, her feet lifted off the ground as he carried her backwards. Nora focused on her breathing, and tried to ignore the throbbing in her side. She needed to find a way to escape.
    A snarl sounded behind them, and the man turned dragging her with his movements. They made their way out of the trees. Her breath caught in her throat as she saw the three wolves