Wake a Sleeping Tiger

were sli

nd was the little girl’s

g happened to Chelsea

’t pla

turned on her as a do

to fire on her. Faces brut

der

re her eyes and one i

d his name as the gate

“I’m sor

unner reducing speed w

eacting with the same spe

round the powerful vehi

t reacting to the still-str

eri

red the night as the ga

several feet inside the

e child hadn’t sustained

her own arm was b

ed, fighting the hard ha

to jerk her from the seat

the restraint, trying t

she whimpered, cry

out, suddenly staring

ty of death filling he

e blanket fall back, her

Blood Queen herself. In

’s torment and a kil

nd terror worn, the l

nst Chelsea, ragged nai

f Chelsea’

peration filled the chi

orror would forever be

ori

back and the woman was

r, and in Samara Cerves

filled pain, that she had

e n

n was, was

out of the Runner wit

cki

er from the vehicle wer

eet, then dragged throug

tumbling, she had only

diers and security pers

od Queen and the blood

er a

me?” Desperation sli

round the sid

ldn’t d

owerful grip, she tried

ath her feet, only to risk

the

ng from her lips, the ne

but throwing her against

r mouth and his face

amber rioting through

ression, along with ste

ll

ugh her mind, fro

ollow me. Now.” Turning

once more, uncaring of

uddenl

here? Covert Law Enf

hey did, she would have

days since her resignat

len do ops himself? He

s commander of the A

he didn’t tak

d been with the Covert

wn him to go un

d and all but tossed in

llen went over the hood

r’s seat with an ea

e into gear, the Runner

te. No one tried to stop

rriers opened smoothly,

he shot

him. She could feel th

d grip he had on the gea

h the

s-off, full covert mode

d. It was a little heavie

ith, but the motor was fa

features the others di

yote soldiers hap

a problem once Culle

e knew it. She

, Cullen eased the dese

then into the dark silence

et his hands grip the st

e tips of his

ne fuck were you doing

harsh, guttural growl f

ou weren’t even suppos

hut, his teeth clenche

gun the Blood Queen had

gger, still had h

been a chance in hel

Chelsea before she pulle

perate as he’d been, he

i

for years, that her

er killed. He’d argued

ather over it, and no

cide to go out at any g

one she sometimes got scr

oard. “I need to

.” Vaulting from the l

Runner, just making the

round and stare

said tonelessly, reaching

ber when th

cking bullet hit your

your shoulder. Come on

arm, pulling her after

oor had it unlocking at

si