HUNTED Chapter 223
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Ajax kept his hands hovered above Aila, making sure she wouldn't fall forwards. She was like a doll, unable to hold herself up. He put her seatbelt on, hoping that it would be enough, for now anyway, until they got rid of the hunters.
"That's not going to be comfortable!" Finn snapped. But the sound of gunshots denting the car made them duck their heads and look outside the back window.
"We don't have much choice!" Ajax snapped back and pulled out the guns from Sariah's bag. "Finn, you can shoot, right?"
He nodded his head and accepted the handgun. Almost simultaneously, the pair rolled down their windows just as one of the cars came up to Finn's side of the car. Ajax leaned out of his window slightly and aimed at the other car's driver. He pressed the trigger finger a few times, his shot almost perfect, but the windscreen did not even break.
"They have bulletproof windows!" Ajax shouted out and ducked back inside after being reshot at.
"Aim at their wheels!" Sariah responded frantically before making a sharp right off the motorway.
She sped them past the traffic queued up at a red traffic light and barely made it through the small gap between a lorry turning into the road. She made a sharp right turn again, skidding across the street before straightening and accelerating again. Ajax whipped his head to the side and caught Aila before she flopped over and hit her head into the passenger seat.
The blanket fell down to her stomach, and Ajax paused again, his eyes wide at her injuries. In particular, there was a cut on her chest that made Ajax's jaw tighten and his eyes harden. He wrapped the blanket around her tightly and repositioned her again.
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He grabbed the gun again that dropped to the floor and instantly let loose a bunch of shots, aiming at the hunter's car wheels. After three shots directly into the front wheel, he watched as the car suddenly went out of control and flew off the road. More gunshots could be heard, but it wasn't directed at them.
"Damon…" Aila croaked. Ajax turned back to her, but her eyes were still closed.
"Do you think she knows he is here?" Ajax asked. He knew how mate bond's worked, and the wolfsbane and silver blocked the pair from each other, but if they were at a close range, did they still miraculously know that they were nearby?
"I dunno, but we need to get rid of the last two cars.. Luckily, it doesn't look like Clint is with them.." Finn shouted over his shoulder. He was already leaning out of the window again, shooting at the other car that was closing in on them again.
"Get back in," Sariah grabbed at Finn's arm and yanked him back in. He looked at her confused, but she turned the steering wheel to the left abruptly and slammed into the hunter's car. They knocked into the front right corner of the vehicle with such force that the car went off the road straight into a tree.
[ Damon ]
Damon watched as the car at the front whizzed past an oncoming lorry. He swerved the car to the side, following the hunter's vehicles that also went onto the pavement, rounding the large vehicle. By now, Gabriel already had a gun out, his hand aiming out the side of the window as they caught up to the last car. He began shooting while Damon pushed down on the accelerator.
"Bulletproof.." The vampire murmured and redirected his aim at the car's wheels. Damon narrowed his eyes as he felt his mark burn. Aila was so close to him, they just needed to-
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One of the cars ahead drove off the road and slammed into a tree. It spurred Damon on more, and he reached down into his lap for his own gun.
"Let's end this shit now," Darius roared in his mind. Damon held the gun against the steering wheel until they made it closer to the hunter's car in front. Their car started to overtake them to the point where Damon aimed his gun directly at the front passenger's head and shot him. The window was rolled down from them, shooting at the car Aila was in.
Damon didn't waste any time and shot the driver in the head, he slumped forward, and the car horn went off as the car slowed down and started to turn towards them. Damon slammed on the breaks, narrowly missing the car before turning back onto the right side of the road.
"It's just us now. Keep driving to Chester," Damon commanded through the mind-link to Finn and Kane. It seemed they didn't need Chase and the others in the end, but they served as good extra muscle.
He wanted so much to get them to stop at a petrol station or something so he could see Aila. Every fiber in his being was yearning for her. She was so close, only in the car ahead. But he wouldn't risk it; they needed to get away and back into the safety of the Vampire King's land. He was reluctant to keep using the vampire's protection, he didn't want to be in debt to anyone, but it was closer than Silver Thorn.
"You will not be in my debt. I am fond of Aila and Finn," Gabriel murmured as his gaze stayed locked on the car ahead. "I must warn you, Alpha.. I have checked the state Aila is in.. it might be a bit of a shock."
Damon glanced at the vampire's darkening gaze, and he felt a fire burning inside of him already at the rage trying to consume him. He took slow, deeps trying to calm down and the restless wolf inside of him.
"She was tortured.." Damon commented, his question turned into a statement, one Gabriel nodded his head to confirm. Why would they torture her if her blood was so valuable to them?
"It was Clint who took Aila.. Huh, there is a hunter with them… It looks like we keep taking in strays.." Damon frowned at Gabriel's remark, but he did not comment.
Darius' growl rumbled through Damon's chest, and his eyes shone at the intense pain he was starting to feel. When things were settled, he would find Clint and kill him.
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8 88Time Can't Heal This
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