Abby's Heart (Bryant Station Curves) by Rayne Rachels Page A

“A little wolf vision would be great about right now.”
    “That could be arranged.”
    Abby whirled around to face the source of the voice. “What are you doing here?”
    “You and I need to finish our little talk without that stupid bear interrupting again.” Edwin took a step toward Abby.
    “We don’t have anything to talk about. Besides, you are trespassing on private property.” Abby glared at Edwin. Something deep inside yelled for her to run away from him as fast as she could. Abby glanced around the room. She couldn’t see much in the dark surrounding them. Hiding in it wouldn’t do much good. With his wolf eyesight, he would easily see where she was hiding. She bit the inside of her cheek to keep herself from showing her frustration by groaning. He blocked the only exit she knew about.
    Edwin’s laughter sent chills down her spine.
    “That’s right. You’re not going anywhere until I say you can go.” He sneered at her. “I’m never letting you go. You are mine.”
    “I’m not yours.” Abby glared at Edwin.
    “You are mine.” He took a step toward her.
    “The hell I am.” Abby thought about the baseball bat in the back of her truck, remembering how her brothers had put it there and told her to use it on anyone who tried to hurt her, but it was in the truck. She needed a weapon.
    Edwin lunged. He grabbed one of Abby’s arms and yanked her against him. “I said you were mine.”
    The impact knocked the air out of Abby. She gasped. Air slowly filled her lungs. She looked up at Edwin. His eyes were red and beads of sweat covered his forehead. 
    “Mine!” His grip tightened.
    Abby raised her right foot and stomped his foot as hard as she could with the heel of her boot.
    Edwin yelped and loosened his grip on Abby just as she jerked her knee up into his groin. He let her go as he fell to the floor, holding himself. Abby glanced at the door before she looked back at Edwin. She had no choice. She had to get around Edwin if she wanted to get to the door.
    Abby watched him roll around on the floor. She inched her way around him.
    “No!”
    Abby felt a hand wrap around her ankle. She jerked, but could not free herself.
    “You’re not going anywhere, bitch!” Edwin jerked.
    Abby tried to stop her fall, but the railing broke under her weight. In seconds, she felt her body go weightless. She twisted in midair. Pain shot through her back and arm as her shoulder took the brunt of the landing. Abby groaned.  Pain radiated through her back and down her arm, and her head hurt.
    “Stupid bitch!”
    Abby tried to roll over and get up. Her body refused to cooperate.
    “Who the hell are you?”
    Abby heard Edwin’s questions, but she didn’t hear a reply. She hoped it was the sheriff.
    “What the hell—” The words were lost in a gurgling sound.
    Abby clamped her left hand over her mouth.
    She waited.
    A body landed on the cement floor with a sickening thud.
    Abby’s eyes widened as she stared at Edwin’s body.
    Heavy footsteps echoed through the basement. Someone was coming down the stairs. Abby shook.
    “And what do we have here?” The voice was cold and hard. “I do believe it is Abby, trying to hide from me.” The chuckle was cold.
    Shivers raced down Abby’s spine. The voice was pure evil.
    A dark figure walked toward her. The shadows hid its face.
    Abby tried scooting away, but she had nowhere to go. She screamed when a bony hand reached out and wrapped around her throat. Abby’s screams abruptly ended.
    The person chuckled again.
    Abby grew dizzy from the lack of oxygen. Her world faded away.
     
    Skylar rolled his shoulders. He glared at the papers scattered across his desk. It had taken him three hours to find the receipts he needed for the report Theo Willis demanded to have before he would release any money to Anderson Construction. Without the money, Skylar couldn’t pay the bills or make payroll.
    Want my mate.
    Skylar shook his head. Yeah, I want her too.
    We go get mate.
    As