Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

I just wanted to go home.
“We like to have fun,” Miles chimed in. “We live it up.”
And then Astrid’s whisper brushed my ear, “And we want
to take you with us.”
I lost my breath and jerked away.
But she didn’t stop. “We’ll show you so much fun,” she
taunted. And then she flicked my ear with her tongue and
trailed her fingers up the inside of my thigh.
Oh, God.
I slapped her away, gritting out, “GGet away from me!”
“You’ll like us,” Miles told me in a hard voice as he
gripped the back of my neck and forced me to face him. “Once
you try us.”
“No!” And I slapped at him, hitting him right in the face.
Asshole.
He jostled me, angry. “You little b—”
But he stopped, something seeming to catch his attention.
“Did you hear that?” he asked.
“What?” Astrid inquired.
I tried to push away from him, thankful he was distracted
by something. I hoped it was a cop or people or anyone I could
get out of this car and run to.
And then I heard it, too. Howls.
Yelps and barks. Hoots and yells.
“What is that?” Miles said more to himself.
Did we have wolves in our area? I didn’t think so, but I
would rather take my chances with wild animals than these
two.
The sounds disappeared, and Miles and Astrid barely
breathed as they remained completely still and listened for a
few more moments.