Racing Destiny (Dirt Track Dogs Book 5) Read Online Free

she was in her coma regurgitating itself randomly.
    Well, not randomly. It was the water.
    Drake wanted details, but it was her life, and the vision was wrong anyway. What she’d seen was clear but it didn’t make any sense.
    She finished helping clean up, trying to ignore Diz’s concerned eyes on her. He was just as wary of her visions as the rest of the pack. And they should be since not a single thing she’d seen had come true.
    Yet.
    Still, after seeing that Drake and Ella were to have a boy, he seemed pretty insistent that she tell him if she saw anything else about his young.
    Maybe when the child was born a girl, they’d all calm down.
    “I’m gonna call it a night,” she announced, bending to hug Gracie. “See y’all tomorrow.”
    She stood and Tana hugged her, squeezing a little too tight. The others waved. Beast and Punk were packing their little one up to leave, and everybody else seemed pretty quiet. No betting on pool tonight, or midnight racing on the practice track.
    “I’ll walk you home,” Diz said.
    She shrugged. It wasn’t unusual for him to, but she was pretty sure tonight he was just worried.
    Outside, they walked in silence. It was only a short trek to her place since she occupied Drake and Ella’s old cabin. It was the perfect size for her. Maybe even a little on the large side.
    The trail that led to the cabin was so serene that Diz’s sudden voice startled her. “Was it your mate? Is that what you saw?”
    She shook her head. “No, nothing like that.”
    He wrapped his hand around her arm, pulling her to a stop. Slowly his hand slipped down to hold hers, and she let his touch soothe her. As it always did.
    “Will you tell me?”
    She opened her mouth to respond but couldn’t say the words that would explain what she’d seen.
    “I can’t,” she said instead.
    His face creased with a frown. “But you tell me everything.”
    “Not everything,” she muttered, pulling her hand free and continuing down the path.
    “What do you mean, not everything?” His voice was a sharp arrow over her shoulder, and she smirked.
    Oh, he didn’t like that she had secrets. Of course not.
    “I mean, not everything ,” she said. “And don’t try to pretend you tell me everything either, Diz.”
    He was quiet, keeping pace behind her.
    She kicked a fist sized rock out of the path as her cabin came into view.
    “You’re my best friend, Dessy. You know me better than anyone here, forget they’ve known me twenty years and you only three.”
    “And you know me better than anyone else, but that doesn’t mean you know everything.”
    “I want to,” he said quietly, making her heart lurch.
    “No you don’t, Diz. Trust me.” It was true. If he knew her feelings for him went beyond friendship, he’d pull away, and it would kill her.
    He stepped in her path, forcing her to stop. She met his frustrated gaze. “Don’t tell me what I want or don’t want. You don’t know.”
    But she did.
    Her lips slid up on one side as she curved her palm around his strong jaw. “Let’s not talk about this anymore, okay.”
    His expression was troubled. “You want to ignore whatever’s bothering us? That’s not like you.” He shook his head. “I want to talk. What did you see in your vision?”
    Destiny sighed, and stepped around him, continuing to her cabin. Diz followed, silent until she stepped on to the porch. When he spoke, his tone had changed.
    “I know how to get it out of you.” It was playful and made her grin. She loved playful Diz. Sometimes he was like a little kid trapped in a man’s body.
    “Oh, really. How’s that?”
    Her hand was on the doorknob which she’d left unlocked. He’d moved closer, crowding her almost.
    “I could tickle it out of you.”
    Her smile left her face. “No, Diz. Don’t.”
    “Yes, Dessy. I think I will.” He was so close his hot breath brushed her ear as he spoke.
    “Don’t even think about it.” She turned the handle, swinging the door open, and