CH. 122 THE ESCAPE 2

Emily's POV

Carol grabbed me by the arm, shoving me roughly towards the waiting truck that was outside the packhouse. "Get in and drive," she commanded, her tone serious. "The other pack members are already inside, not all but the ones I was able to find after all the mess."

I gripped the steering wheel, hesitating for a moment. "But Michael and his family are still inside, including my pregnant best friend," I protested. "I—I can’t just leave them behind, and to make matters worse, I haven’t driven a truck before."

"Michael is an Alpha, he will be able to protect his family. I am staying back to help him. And as for the driving thing, I have got that covered," Carol snapped, waving someone forward.

To my greatest surprise, the warrior leader stepped up, shoving Carol aside as he climbed into the driver's seat. "Hold on tight, sweetheart," he sneered. "This is a job for a real man, not some joke of a woman."

I bristled, folding my arms across my chest. "I hate when you open your mout