Tuesday Teaser 4/25/2023

As soon as they came to a bridge that ran over a small embankment and creek, the SUV sped up and pulled alongside them. Clearly the driver was going to attempt to force them off the road.
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“Hang on.” Forge hit the gas and the car zoomed forward. Seconds before they reached the bridge, Forge yanked up on the emergency brake and spun the steering wheel. His car skidded sideways to a stop, and the SUV went right on by. He released the brake, pressing down on the gas pedal at the same time. The tires squealed, the smell of burned rubber permeated the air, and they fled back the way they’d come.

“That was so cool!” Blair punched the air and jerked around to look behind them. “You have to teach me to do that.”

“Shush.” Forge growled and spun the car around a corner when a pickup loomed in front of them, barreling down the middle of the road. “So not playing chicken with you.” The car bounced over some train tracks, Forge took another hard right, cutting too close to the sidewalk and plowing through a line of garbage cans. “Thank God we didn’t take the Mustang.”
Forge saw another street on the left he knew would take him back to where he wanted to be. Gunning the engine made the car fishtail, but they made the turn.

“Crap!” Blair shouted.

“Motherfu—” Forge slammed his foot on the brake. The car stopped just inches shy of bashing head-on into a cement construction barrier. He backed up and spun the wheel as he stomped on the gas. In the next instant, he slammed on the brakes again. The SUV, followed by the pickup, blocked the road ahead. There were buildings on each side, too close to the street for them to get through.

Each vehicle’s driver was already on the ground and coming at them.

Forge shut the car down and shoved open the door. “Stay here!” he shouted to Blair and wasn’t in the least surprised when he heard Blair following him. The first thing that hit him was the scent of werewolf. The second was the realization he knew these two, a man and woman, but couldn’t place them.

The woman had him pinned to the car and bent backward over the hood in seconds. Forge used both arms to slam into her head. She screamed and backed up enough so he could get his feet between them and kicked with ample force to knock her away. Blair caught her around the neck and dragged her back.

Forge was on his feet in time to meet the man head-on. They exchanged punches, neither one gaining ground or going down. Forge could hold his own and had a chance as long as these two werewolves stuck to the rule about no shifting to wolf form in public.

Except they really weren’t in public.

Apparently, this particular werewolf could read minds. Forge had no sooner formed the thought than the guy morphed into a full werewolf. He barred his teeth and howled, coming after Forge with claws extended.
Forge twisted to the side and caught a glimpse of Blair being picked up by the woman, who was now more werewolf than human. She held him over her head for a few beats, then flung him into a dumpster. Blair’s impact caused the dumpster to slide a few feet and tip over. Forge winced and was relieved when he heard Blair move almost immediately.

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