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“Doors are caved in,” Jensen says.

“Car must have rolled,” I agree, looking back at the skid marks on the road.

“Wonder what happened. It’s just the one car?” Jensen asks.

Tucker nods. “Yeah. No signs of damage or other tire marks on the road.”

I try the door, but it’s buckled and jammed shut.

“Any luck with your side?” I ask Jensen.

He shakes his head. “No.”

The driver stirs, her head lolling against the headrest.

“Stay still!” I call. “You’ve been in an accident. We’re here to help.”

The woman moans and shifts again.

I look over the hood of the car at Jensen. “We need to get in there.”

He nods grimly.

I grab the glass-breaking tool and smash the rear window. Jensen moves next to me, assessing the victims.

The driver shifts again.

That’s when it happens.

Her scent.

MATE!My wolf howls, lunging inside me.

I strain to hold him back.Now is not the time.

“Mate,” I growl at the same time as Jensen.

We both freeze, our eyes locking together.

What the hell is going on here?

THREE

Mabel

I winceas I crack one eye open.

“Stay still!” a male voice commands.

My throat is on fire. Every inch of me hurts, and I cry out as I lift my arm to brush my hair out of my face.

“Dillon?” I croak.

I try to turn my head to the right, but my neck hurts too much.

“We’re going to get you out,” the man tells me. “Just stay still.”

A moment later, the whir of a machine starts, and the terrible screech of metal bending fills the quiet air. Squinting, I see the jaws of life prying my door open.