Mad Max: Fury Road Witness Me Novels & Stories

I miss each time, growing annoyed. My wolf pounces around in my head, begging to be released and promising to save us, so I close my eyes and call on her to do just that. The wolf loses its grip as we shift and it spins, ready to fight me as more step up behind it in the distance. Well shit. I’ve heard Maverick is an excellent fighter. Guess today I will get to witness it.

She'd learned the layout of the main floor, identified security patterns, begun to understand the household dynamics. And she'd seen him. Alpha Kael Stormridge, in the flesh. Marcus's killer. Sera pulled out her phone and scrolled to the photos she'd saved-pictures of Marcus, smiling and alive. The evidence of his murder. The anonymous note that had started everything. She needed to remember. Needed to keep the hatred sharp and clear. But when she tried to summon rage, tried to feel that burning need for vengeance... Nothing. Just exhaustion and emptiness. Her wolf was silent. Her heart was numb. She was a weapon, yes, but weapons didn't feel. They just cut.

The car moves through darkness, headlights cutting a narrow path through trees that have stood here for centuries. Marcus sits up front with Damian, giving directions in a low voice. Maya is beside me in the back, her knife already in her hand, her jaw set. Caden rides in the vehicle behind us with Voss and two council wolves.

I could show off this to my wife but here I am, using this to find my wife. And it's making me more furious. My wife should be just at our home, resting and taking care of herself and our baby. But now she's fucking abducted. Looking at the road with dead eyes, I feel impatience fueling my furiousness. Now I know where Madison is, I won't waste any time. I want to make everything right. And I'll make it right once I found her. Stepping at the gas more, my car accelerating beyond 190. After a while, I slowed down when I saw a warehouse in the middle of nowhere.

MAVERICK I couldn’t believe they vandalized my car with lipstick. They wrote bitch and slut in bold letters on the windshield. I was furious— mad, but I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of proving them right. Homer just arrived before I could even get in my car. I didn’t even know how he got in here so fast, and he told me not to watch the video. So, I followed his advice. He offered to drive home, and when I told him I wanted to go to my apartment, he didn’t resist.

I clenched my teeth to prevent them from chattering. I looked outside the window. The city lights passed by like a blur. Sawyer had changed the route without informing the SUV behind us, and they must be aware that something wasn’t right. Since I didn’t answer the call, Mad was probably wondering why, and he must have informed Lynx by now. “Just shut up. I’m gonna show him how I felt when he took something very important to me.” “Mad did nothing to you. He thought you were his best friend, but you killed his sister and destroyed his life.” Instead of going straight towards Ansel Street, he turned right. We would be passing the Kaslt-ton Bridge. “When are you exactly taking me?”

a man with a buzz cut said. Maverick ran a hand through his muddy hair. “Fuck.” “You’re going to pay heavily for this. I hope it was worth it,” Maverick yelled at the three witches. “We’ll never stop fighting you dogs!” Rae spat. “Get them out of my sight,” Maverick ordered. Maverick turned to where I was sat watching everything happen. He bent and picked me up like a little lap dog. “Didn’t I tell you not to move?” He asked. “It happened so fast,” I replied using the mind link.

—What do you mean, excited, why? —MATE is close; I can feel it—. Kira in my mind and I couldn't help but get nervous. —Don't get too excited; we might be disappointed; we don't need any MATE,— I said, trying to keep her under control and kept my focus on the road. RED WINTER PACKHOUSE

The tires screamed against the asphalt. Silence fell again, heavy and suffocating. I closed my eyes, trying to block the spinning world. But then something struck me—a memory, sharp as a knife. I bolted upright, staring at the blood smeared across my palms. “Maddox, did you see the third woman at the filling station?” He frowned. “What woman?”

I could still see that angry spark passing through his eyes as he watched me hit the car with the same adrenaline that was flowing through every part of me, he watched as moved the odometer from a One Twenty to over an One eighty. "You are going to get us killed." In a way his words brought back the memory of the accident, but then I was over that in a way. Holding on to memories could be the best part of being a Werewolf but certainly not me. I drove wildly like our lives depended on it, like it depended on that mph: Alexis more relaxed, not conveying another ounce of emotion was starting to enjoy the show as could senae more Adrenaline surged and fizzled through my veins as I hit a two hun