#Chapter 234: Cliffhanger

Ella The sight of Logan’s car through the rear window made my heart sing. So he hadn’t wandered into the explosive-filled garage. He was alive, and he was coming for me. But the trouble was far from over. The desert landscape blurred past as Devon continued to speed recklessly through the darkness, his words a constant drone in my ear. “You’ll understand soon, Ella,” he said. “I’m saving you from this hell. You’ll be better off with me than with him. I promise.” I swallowed. His voice was unnerving, filled with a conviction that chilled me to the bone. “Devon, you don’t want to do this,” I said. “I’m safer at home, with my family. I don’t want to go with you.” “No, no, no,” he insisted, pushing the car even faster somehow. “It’s not like that. You’ll like it with me, I know you will.” “Devon—” The car swerved again, sending me sliding across the seat. My pen knife was long gone by now, likely lodged somewhere beneath Devon’s seat. My wolf was still groggy and we