Tall, Dark & Heartless (Pyte/Sentinel 3)

"Caine, let's-"

"Run now, Danni, or I swear I will f**k you until you wished you were dead!"

She swallowed, hard, as she reluctantly moved away, never taking her eyes off of him. "When you put it that way," she said, licking her lips nervously as she shot a nervous glance over her shoulder. "Just let me get you somewhere safe before I find a way out for us," she said, looking like she was about to come closer once again.

"Go. I won't be far behind," he said, closing his eyes and dropping his head in defeat.

No, he wouldn't be far behind her at all.

*******

"Oh, hell," Danni said, stumbling as the unholy roar echoed down the hall.

It was like the subway station all over again, except this time when he caught her he was going to try and kill her with sex. She licked her lips as she tried to ignore the images racing through her head of him doing exactly that. It was so wrong that those thoughts made her wet instead of scared the hell out of her. Really, what was wrong with her?

Any other woman would be a sobbing mess as she frantically tried to get away from Caine. Granted, she was running away from him, but she was doing it more to get them somewhere safe. She knew he was going to follow. She'd known it the second she saw that hungry look in his eye. When he caught her he was going take her, hard, and sadly enough she couldn't wait, she thought with a little pleased grin as she quickened her pace.

His next roar shook the tunnel so hard that a few tiles actually cracked and popped off the walls, making her rethink this little plan of hers. Maybe letting a crazed Pyte who seemed on the verge of going feral between her legs wasn't such a good idea, she thought as she quickened her pace.

"What the hell was that?" she heard a man ask just as his mouthwatering aroma reached her. She was so hungry, she thought as she licked her lips. Maybe she had time for a quick bite.

"DANNI!" came another roar and this time she barely ducked out of the way in time before a broken piece of tile popped off the wall and came flying her way.

Maybe she would hold off on that snack until later, she decided as she rounded the corner and found herself face to face with a small army of minions and vampires blocking what she hoped was an exit. She automatically began to slow down until she remembered what was coming up behind her. With that in mind she plowed through the group, taking them by surprise.

It wasn't too difficult since they seemed more focused on what was coming up behind her than on her. Not that she blamed them, she thought as she shoved past a small of group of humans who looked a little nervous as they watched the hallway opening behind her. They had guns, but they weren't raising them towards her, which meant that she'd somehow managed to keep her change a secret and that the Master, whoever he was, still considered her valuable.

They probably didn't worry that she'd get too far, she realized as she managed to run up a small set of cement stairs. She shoved the heavy metal door at the top open and stumbled out onto the dimly lit lawn. There was a dirt road that stopped fifty feet from wherever it was that she just emerged from and about two dozen expensive vehicles parked on the lawn, which consisted more of weeds, dirt and rock than actual grass.

Where the hell were they?

She looked around as she tried to get her bearings. Of course, once the blood curdling screams and pleas for mercy started behind her, she left the comfort of the dimly lit area and ran for what she knew should have been pitch black, but thanks to her new Pyte abilities she could see clear as day, with a blue tint of course.

Trying to ignore the way her heart pounded in her chest, she ran to the first car and tried the driver's side door only to find it locked. Five cars later she finally found one that was left unlocked and not a moment too soon, since the screams for help were starting to die down. With Caine's speed and abilities he'd find her within seconds and right now she couldn't risk that.

If either one of them had a chance of making it out of here without being sliced and diced she needed to move now. She quickly climbed into the small dark blue SUV that she was hoping could haul ass and shut the door softly, yet quickly. Praying that she hadn't lost her touch, she ripped the plastic casing beneath the steering wheel off and wasted no time in grabbing the wires. When the car's engine finally turned over she let out a sigh of relief and sat up only to let out one of those embarrassingly high pitch screeches.

"Come here......now," Caine growled out, not exactly sounding human at the moment and making her decision pretty easy for her.

With a shake of her head she threw the car into reverse and hit the gas. She didn't make it three feet before Caine released a roar of anger as he slammed his fists down on the hood of the SUV and rocked the vehicle violently, making the back end jump off the ground and causing her poor empty stomach to lurch as she banged into the steering wheel. When the car dropped down, it bounced twice before it finally went still. They were both breathing hard when Caine grabbed the edge of the caved in hood with one hand and gave it a hard tug that had the car spinning until she found Caine standing right outside the driver's side door with a predatory gleam in his eyes that did not bode well for her.

"W-we have to go now, Caine, or they'll catch us," she said, trying not to sound nervous or give herself away as she slowly, oh so slowly, moved towards the passenger seat. When the scent of fresh blood and Caine's arousal hit her, she bit her lip and squeezed her legs together, hard, hoping to hide her own arousal as she desperately tried to figure out a way to save them both from being recaptured and put through God only knows what.

She wasn't sure how it happened, but one second she was squeezing her legs together as she discretely tried to move over the center armrest and the next, the driver's side door was ripped off its hinges and she was thrown over Caine's shoulder. Then that damn sneaky hand of his was once again on her ass. He lovingly caressed it as he headed towards a small black four door sedan.

"We're leaving right?" she asked, deciding to wait and see what his plans were before she fought him tooth and nail to escape. "Because we really need to get out of here, Caine, before they recover from whatever the hell it is that you just did to them," she said, slapping her hands flat against his back and pushing herself up so she could shoot a look in the direction from where they came and couldn't help but frown at what she saw.

Feeling a little confused, she looked around but only found trees and rocks. Frowning, she looked back at the decrepit looking old farmhouse that looked like it would fall down with a small gust of wind and couldn't help but wonder what kind of Master held them. Whoever he was, his security really sucked, she thought as Caine pressed a kiss against her hip and thankfully brought her back to her problem at hand, a drugged up Pyte in need of a cold shower.