Subaru X Priscilla Novels & Stories

"Come back to me." "I will," I promised. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ Priscilla was waiting for me by the garage, practically bouncing with excitement. "Ready?" she asked, her smile bright and genuine. "Ready," I said. We climbed into one of Marcel's cars, a sleek black McLaren that was far nicer than anything I'd ever driven before. As we pulled out of the pack territory and onto the main road, I felt something loosen in my chest.

Priscilla held her breath for what felt like minutes, but all the headlights behind them were cars they'd passed. She heaved a sigh of relief. Except it was one moment too soon. Two SUVs whipped around a corner ahead of them and slammed on their breaks, giving Brenden no choice but to follow suit. Priscilla screamed as boxes hit the dash, the contents flying out to rain down on them. "Oh my God," she chanted. The SUV doors opened and two men got out. Brenden reached over and grabbed her. "Priscilla, it's okay." "They're coming. Oh my God, they're coming." She pushed up in her chair, as if she could crawl away from them.