Frenzied (9 page)
“Yeah?” Ben shot her a warning glance.
Lucy leaned over and whispered in his ear. “There are more places to run to on the ground floor.”
He nodded and put his arm around her, leading her towards the fire escape. The bulky guards closely followed them.
“So …” She spoke up to break the silence, trying to think of something to say that wouldn’t be suspicious. “What kind of Berserker do I turn into?”
“You appear to be a foxy lady.” Ben wiggled his eyebrows as they climbed down the stairs.
They reached the bottom of the stairs and stepped onto the tarmac of the car park. She scanned the road for places to run to, noticing a number twelve bus pulling in at the stop ahead of them.
She sped up, gripping Ben’s hand to ensure he matched her pace as the group of Berserkers began crossing the road in front of the bus ahead of them. The driver was honking his horn, clearly wanting to get past them.
As they passed the druid leader, she narrowed her eyes at Lucy.
“Really, I’m a fox?” Lucy asked, feigning innocence.
The woman’s eyes widened. She stopped in her tracks and stared at her.
Lucy frowned.
What’s that look about?
She shook her head and tightly clutched Ben’s hand, pulling him into the bus just as the driver lost his patience.
The bus jerked forward as the driver slammed his foot onto the gas, causing the people in front of it to jump out of his way.
She sighed as the bus zoomed down the road, and they left the cinema behind. She stared back, relieved to find that the bus was empty.
In the rear window, she watched the group of Berserkers becoming distant figures. The guards were chasing the bus, transforming as they ran. But the bus was going at full speed, leaving them in its wake.
Lucy frowned. The leader of the group was still staring at her with a look of shock on her face. Her eyes bore into Lucy, regardless of the distance between them, causing a shiver to shoot down her spine.
“You better have a ticket, or I’m throwing you back to the curb,” the driver muttered.
She and Ben both pulled out their student bus passes and flashed them at the driver with a smile.
“Fucking students.” He grumbled, shaking his head.
Lucy rolled her eyes at him.
Why are bus drivers always such assholes?
She tugged on Ben’s arm, leading him to the back of the bus. They walked down the aisle to the back seats and sat beside each other.
Peering through the back window, she breathed easy when she realized that she couldn’t even see the group anymore. They’d left them far behind.
“Nice moves.” Ben winked at her. “Where now?”
“We need to get off at the next stop and head somewhere far away from here. I don’t think they’re going to stop looking for us anytime soon.”
“You think it’s safe to go home?”
“Well, they never took our names, so I think we are okay at home, but I don’t think we should split up. We kind of need each other now.”
“Yeah, we need to keep the world safe from us.” He nodded.
“And keep ourselves safe from Odin’s warriors,” she added.
“So, my place or yours?” He grinned as he put an arm around her shoulders.
Lucy snuggled into his chest. “Mine.”
“I was hoping you’d say that.”
She frowned and peered up at him. “Why?”
“I don’t have a place.”
“I guess you do now, but kiss my arse if you think I’ll be cleaning up after you.”
Ben laughed and tightly hugged her against him. “I can do my own cleaning.”
“Great, at least you’re housebroken.” She smiled.
It was a messed up world, but at least she wasn’t alone in it anymore.
Thank you for reading
Frenzied
. I hope you enjoyed it.
I’d like to take this opportunity to thank the fans of this book for their great comments, so thank you! There is nothing more satisfying for a writer than to hear that your book kept the reader up all night or gave them the shivers. It’s when you know you’ve done a good job.
Unfortunately, I don’t hear from my readers very often. I know there are a lot of you out there, so I just thought I’d leave you a message to find out what your experience of this book was.
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