Twisted Steel: An MC Anthology: Second Edition by Elizabeth Knox (top 5 ebook reader txt) 📕

Did Emerson see me? I have no idea if he did. He is going to be so mad.

We turn in the opposite direction of the old cabin that I saw a few minutes ago and go deeper into the woods. It seems as if we are walking back to the sacred spot. I stop again and look at the man. I don’t see the tattoo and I don’t remember ever seeing him on location but what if he was one of them. What if he was just torturing me, making me think that I made it out. Another way to destroy my mind.

“Where are you taking me? Are we going backwards?” I take a few steps back, and he puts his hands up.

“I’m not taking you back anywhere. My cabin is about a mile and a half in that direction. I’m just trying to help you.”

“Are you an acolyte? Are you with the COG?”

He gives me a strange look but doesn’t say anything to deny what I’ve just asked.

“Are you on drugs right now? I can get you some help.” He puts his hands up and takes a step in my direction.

“No, I’m not on drugs.” At least not today. Emerson takes me off when it’s my time of the month to ovulate. He wants to make sure that the heir is clean from the moment of conception until birth. Pure for mother earth. “I asked you a question!” I hiss a little louder. “Are you from COG?”

“I don’t know what a COG is,” the man standing in front of me spits back at me, completely bewildered at least he is making it seem as if he is bewildered.

“C.O.G., The Children of Gaia. Are you one of them, you can’t deny your faith?” I say the same mumbo jumbo Emerson has said to me numerous times. It’s sacrilegious according to him if we deny the goddess that we all serve. I’m hoping that will hold true for all his acolytes as well.

“I still don’t know what the fuck that is.”

I exhale and take another step toward him. He puts his hand out for me and I take it. I hear a branch snap behind us and I swirl around to see what it was. I don’t see anything but I can hear people walking again. They are closer this time but they seem to be walking in the opposite direction where we are walking up hill they are walking down.

The man pulls me in front of him again and we walk quietly and quickly away from whoever is searching.

My tears are still rolling down my face, but now they aren’t from fear but the fact that this man is really trying to help me. I’m almost free.

I made it out.

7 Wyatt

I have no idea if this woman is out of her mind crazy or if she is tripping off some bad shrooms but I can’t deny I hear the footsteps combing the area. There are people searching and if she doesn’t want to get caught I’m going to make sure she isn’t.

It takes us a little longer because she is constantly looking over her shoulder waiting for someone to come out and jump her. On top of that she isn’t properly dressed for a hike. She has on no shoes, a short smock type thing, and that’s it. I don’t know where she lives but she wouldn’t have made it one night in what she has on right now. Even in the spring the temperature can be quite low over here.

I see the top of my cabin and know we are close to being home free.

“Look, see right there. That’s where we are going.”

She wipes her face with the back of her hand and nods. Her arms are bloodied probably from her trying to push her way through the low hanging branches. She is focused on my cabin and doesn’t even look down as she quickly makes her way forward. I see the trap almost too late. I pull her back right as she is about to step on the rusted metal equipment. I use my walking stick to activate it and then pick it up to sling over my shoulder with the rest of the ones I managed to pick up. She stares at me wildly for a second before she blinks and whispers, “Thank you.”

I just nod and we continue on our way.

My cabin has about three hundred feet of cleared land all the way around it. It would mean that we would be completely open and visible. If there was someone watching from a higher elevation, they would be able to see us walking across. I stop her before we take a step out of cover.

“Here, put this on.” I shrug out of my coat, beating myself up a little bit for not giving it to her sooner. “Hopefully this will keep whoever is trying to find you from recognizing you. Hopefully.” I go to drape my arm around her shoulder but she shies away immediately.

“What are you doing?” she asks, staring at me like I’m about to attack her.

“I’m trying to get you close to my side so you aren’t clearly visible from that side. That’s all.” I put my hands back up again and hope that it’s enough to calm her down. She honestly looks like a wounded animal ready to pounce at any given moment. Like the deer in the trap. I know better than to move too fast. She may look harmless now but if I corner her, she may lash out.

“Okay. Okay, you’re right.” She takes a step in my direction and tucks herself into my side. I wrap my arm around her small frame. She is nothing more than skin and bones.

What the hell happened to this woman?

I took a quick glance around to make sure I didn’t see anyone. When I saw that the immediate area was pretty safe, I