HANS: Alliance Series Book Four

My stomach drops as I start to fall without warning.

I let go of my phone and throw my arms wide, trying to catch myself, but rough hands grip my armpits and harshly drag me backward.

My elbow hits the door frame, and my heel catches on the running board.

Panic flares alongside confusion, and I haven’t even had time to scream.

But as I’m forcefully hauled away, I look through the open back seat of the SUV and see Hans sprinting toward me.

Understanding finally hits, and that’s when I start to scream.