Checking her map, she located another train station within walking distance. She pulled a pair of shorts out of her backpack and rubbed them over her face before dropping them behind a trashcan at the station. This would be the last thing she left for him. From here on out, she was desperately trying to win her freedom.
She started towards the second train station at a quick pace. Aside from being chased by a possessive he-man, she really enjoyed getting the time to see parts of Europe she’d never seen before. If only she had a camera with her….
A shrill beeping had her jumping. She recognized the sound from her satellite phone.
Muttering under her breath, she pulled the phone out of her backpack.
“Hello?”
“Thank God you answered. There’s…trouble.” The sound of Chloe’s voice was like a
sigh a relief. But the phone was cutting out and she was missing words.
“Say again? What?” she shouted into the phone.
“Demon…gone. Love Tyrian. Come…want you…home.”
“Yeah, okay. I’m trying to get home. Chloe, dammit, do you hear me?” She heard her
sister’s voice fade in and out and then the line died.
Willow growled at the damn phone and threw it into the nearest trashcan. Piece of shit.
Well, she was coming home. What was that crap about loving Tyrian? Willow snorted, yeah right.
A faint sound in the distance had Willow walking behind the train station to get a closer look at it.
“What the…”
There were farms and a forest in the distance. She was in a rural part of Germany and there weren’t many streetlights here to light things up. But there was no mistaking what she was seeing.
Trees started shaking, not as if a wind was brushing against the branches, but like something was viciously shaking them. Slowly, the sound became clearer.
Birds burst forth from the shaking trees, flying away, squawking. Willow looked around but it was late and she was alone behind the station.
Something great appeared in the trees, standing high and tall above them. Willow’s jaw slowly fell open as the great beast, even so far in the distance, seemed to look right at her. Its massive mouth opened.
“WIIILLLLLLOOOOW!”
Willow screamed until her voice was hoarse, then she didn’t hesitate a moment longer, and ran.
About the Author
T. A. Grey lives in Missouri where she spends her days writing and reading heart pounding stories in the comfort of her home. She has two wild cats that never leave her alone and a loving fiancé who surprises her with gifts of cherry taffy. She has a weakness for feeding stray cats, listening to old music, and trying out new recipes. After graduating with her Bachelor of Science in Professional Writing, she now spends her days filling up pages with sexy and imaginative stories. You can learn more about her books at www.tagrey.com.