Jade Crew: Fallen Bear (A BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance) (Ridgeback Bears Book 7) by Amelia Jade Page B
Authors: Amelia Jade
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gasping for breath. “We have two minutes, get your shit and let’s go.”
Without waiting for more of an explanation, the others disappeared from the room, heading up the stairs to grab essential things like cell phones, wallets, and keys for the trucks. He had already sent Victoria up to grab those things from her room. He had his on him, never liking to be far from them.
He gulped down a huge lungful of air and lumbered back down the stairs, listening for the sounds of his crew above him. The elevators had been disabled while the building was unoccupied, and they had yet to get them turned back on. He was at the bottom of the stairs when the door several floors above opened and his crew began to stream down the stairs, catching up with him swiftly.
“Where are we going?” Matthew asked as the two trucks they had roared to life.
“Ridgeback Lodge!” he shouted. “They’re coming from east of town. Start making phone calls as you go! Warn anyone in town, any shifter, miner or not!”
The others shouted their acknowledgment and doors slammed. Victoria heavily closed the door on her side as Jared piled into the back seat. Jared, William, and Matthew occupied the other truck.
Tires screeched and Matthew’s truck shot from the parking lot with Evan right on his tail. He was the last one out, making sure his entire crew were accounted for first.
In the back seat Jared was busy calling anyone he could, warning them to get the hell out of town. Evan didn’t think that the shifters would hurt the human population unless provoked. That would call attention to the area, attention that Luthor did not want. That left the shifter population of Origin. While most of them were employed in one capacity or another by the Mining Consortium, there were a number who were not. Evan doubted many of them would have the chance to escape. Still, they had to try.
He took a corner sharply, pushing the gas down as the truck straightened out.
“Shit!” he swore, slamming on the brakes. “Hold on!” he yelled, his right arm flying out to hold Victoria back in a sentimental but ultimately useless effort.
Thankfully there was no need as she was also prepared and braced herself for the abrupt stop.
“Alternate route,” he said as a two pairs of headlights gunned it in their direction.
“Good idea,” Victoria said quickly, keeping an eye on the oncoming attackers as Evan looked over his shoulder, backing the truck around the corner. “They’re coming faster now. They must have recognized that we’re shifters.”
“I’m going,” he told her, his voice strained as he gunned the truck forward, having oriented it to the new direction.
“Go faster,” she urged.
The lights were getting brighter in the rearview mirror, and he could almost make out some of the figures behind the bright glare.
“Yep, I agree,” he said hastily, pushing the pedal to the floor.
The big V8 engine roared throatily and after a second the truck lurched forward, picking up speed rapidly.
He jerked as Victoria’s hand crept across the center console and took his hand off the wheel. Giving it a tight squeeze he risked a glance over at her, putting a reassuring smile on his face.
“We’ll be okay.” He said it almost as much for his benefit as hers.
He felt her fingers tighten ever so slightly around his, which brought a happy feeling within.
They raced through town, heading for the other side and the road up to Ridgeback Lodge. No more lights appeared behind them, but the two trucks following them did not relent. He thought they were going to be content to follow him all the way to his destination without trying to stop them.
Just as he began to assume this was the case and relaxed slightly, they left the confines of town and buildings gave way to trees on either side. As if waiting for that cue, the two trucks gunned their engines and began to pull up alongside him.
“This isn’t good,” he muttered.
“They’re going to try and
Without waiting for more of an explanation, the others disappeared from the room, heading up the stairs to grab essential things like cell phones, wallets, and keys for the trucks. He had already sent Victoria up to grab those things from her room. He had his on him, never liking to be far from them.
He gulped down a huge lungful of air and lumbered back down the stairs, listening for the sounds of his crew above him. The elevators had been disabled while the building was unoccupied, and they had yet to get them turned back on. He was at the bottom of the stairs when the door several floors above opened and his crew began to stream down the stairs, catching up with him swiftly.
“Where are we going?” Matthew asked as the two trucks they had roared to life.
“Ridgeback Lodge!” he shouted. “They’re coming from east of town. Start making phone calls as you go! Warn anyone in town, any shifter, miner or not!”
The others shouted their acknowledgment and doors slammed. Victoria heavily closed the door on her side as Jared piled into the back seat. Jared, William, and Matthew occupied the other truck.
Tires screeched and Matthew’s truck shot from the parking lot with Evan right on his tail. He was the last one out, making sure his entire crew were accounted for first.
In the back seat Jared was busy calling anyone he could, warning them to get the hell out of town. Evan didn’t think that the shifters would hurt the human population unless provoked. That would call attention to the area, attention that Luthor did not want. That left the shifter population of Origin. While most of them were employed in one capacity or another by the Mining Consortium, there were a number who were not. Evan doubted many of them would have the chance to escape. Still, they had to try.
He took a corner sharply, pushing the gas down as the truck straightened out.
“Shit!” he swore, slamming on the brakes. “Hold on!” he yelled, his right arm flying out to hold Victoria back in a sentimental but ultimately useless effort.
Thankfully there was no need as she was also prepared and braced herself for the abrupt stop.
“Alternate route,” he said as a two pairs of headlights gunned it in their direction.
“Good idea,” Victoria said quickly, keeping an eye on the oncoming attackers as Evan looked over his shoulder, backing the truck around the corner. “They’re coming faster now. They must have recognized that we’re shifters.”
“I’m going,” he told her, his voice strained as he gunned the truck forward, having oriented it to the new direction.
“Go faster,” she urged.
The lights were getting brighter in the rearview mirror, and he could almost make out some of the figures behind the bright glare.
“Yep, I agree,” he said hastily, pushing the pedal to the floor.
The big V8 engine roared throatily and after a second the truck lurched forward, picking up speed rapidly.
He jerked as Victoria’s hand crept across the center console and took his hand off the wheel. Giving it a tight squeeze he risked a glance over at her, putting a reassuring smile on his face.
“We’ll be okay.” He said it almost as much for his benefit as hers.
He felt her fingers tighten ever so slightly around his, which brought a happy feeling within.
They raced through town, heading for the other side and the road up to Ridgeback Lodge. No more lights appeared behind them, but the two trucks following them did not relent. He thought they were going to be content to follow him all the way to his destination without trying to stop them.
Just as he began to assume this was the case and relaxed slightly, they left the confines of town and buildings gave way to trees on either side. As if waiting for that cue, the two trucks gunned their engines and began to pull up alongside him.
“This isn’t good,” he muttered.
“They’re going to try and
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