Wicked Ties (The Tether Trilogy Book 2)

It takes me a moment to remember this is my life now. Yes, I’m back in my world, but that doesn’t mean all has returned to normalcy.

The events that are happening right now are very real, and no, I’m not in Vakeeli where it’s okay to be violent, or where all of it can be swept under the rug. I’m in my world, where there are police, the FBI, and even the damn army. There are authorities here, cameras on every block, and he’s making this unbelievably hard for me right now.

“DAMN IT!” I scream in the middle of the parking lot, just as a man steps out of his car with takeout. He eyes me awkwardly, scurrying toward his building. Under any other circumstance, I would be completely embarrassed, but I’m too angry to be embarrassed right now.

“Okay. Okay. Think,” I breathe. I snatch my phone out of my back pocket. I’m glad I grabbed it beforehand. I can’t get into my apartment because both keys are now in my purse, and my purse is inside the car. And I can’t call him and make him come back because he doesn’t have a damn phone. That telepathic bond would really come in handy right now.

I walk to the nearest sidewalk and contact the next best person. Approximately thirty minutes after shooting Faye a text, her car appears in my complex. She pulls up to the curb, and when I climb inside the car, I slam the door.

“I can’t fucking believe him,” I grumble. “I cannot fucking believe him.”

“Where do you think he went?” she asks.

“I don’t know. For all I know he’s still driving and coming up with some insane plan.”

“Jesus, this is a mess.”

I slouch in the seat, pinching the bridge of my nose. I feel a headache coming on, and my fucking mate is out there loose and ready to murder.

“He’ll come back,” I mutter after a while. “He has to.”

“Yeah.” Faye grips the steering wheel. “Wanna go to my place until then?”

“Sure.”