THIS BOOK NEEDS TO BE EDITED !
Living in a hell hole with her abusive foster parents and older brother is all she knows. Magnolia Cambell's body is covered in scars of her past and her present, as she tries to fight her way through life. She thinks...
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"Greyson ! Has Elijah responded yet ?" I ask Greyson who is sitting in the back seat of the car I am currently racing. I send him a look through the mirror and watch as he grabs my phone to look if there are any news from Elijah.
I messaged him as soon as I got in contact with Will, saying that Will got in the warehouse and that they need to work together to get Magnolia out. We would be ready to help them out in the East exit of the warehouse, an exit that is the least guarded. We would try to enter the warehouse as soon as we can, but time is lacking and we need to get Magnolia out.
Damon send most of his men on the field to surround the Italian's nest and cage them. We have twice as many men as the Italians, if the information that Elijah got us is true. But we can never expect everything, especially when we are on enemy territory. Italian territory.
Now I am driving like a madmen through the woods with a deadly grip on the steering wheel, Damon in the passenger seat and Greyson in the back. Blake is hot on my heals driving his own racing car with the rest of the brothers and I have to admit he is better than what I though.
My mind is wrapped around the only girl that means anything and everything in this world, which only makes me drive faster to attain the destination. I normally never pray, because I have everything under control, but this... it's the worst situation that could have ever happened.
So I am praying... praying that she is okay... alive.
"The Devil's got Zaya in the mansion. She is safe." Greyson informs me, as he keeps searching things through my phone. "Still no news from Elijah"
"Shit" I curse under my breath. If he doesn't respond we are fucked. Will was my backup backup plan, my plan E, which means that he doesn't know the warehouse well enough and it could put him and my Angel in even more danger. I swear if she doesn't get out of here alive I might jump and strangle Damon first, before burning this fucked up world down.
I can't continue without her... fuck.
"What the fuck is in that volt anyway Damon ?" I suddenly burst out, the same time as I take a sharp turn left to go even deeper in the dark woods. Damon's eyes burn right in the side of my head, as I feel him tense.
"I can't discuss this with you."
"For fuck's sake Damon, it caused so many problems, why don't you just let it go ? Give it to the Italians ! It's not worth killing your own sister is it ?" I spit out my last sentence, and when he there is only silence coming for Damon's side I wish I would have never asked the question. He fucking would give her up..
"Elijah responded..." Greyson breaks the tension with the simple words. I release for a little bit the grip on the steering wheel and look in the mirror to see Greyson waiting for me to give him orders.
