get any useful Intel? I’d like to come away from this with something other than the pretty lady as a prize.”
“I’m no one’s prize.” Kendra visibly bristled next to him.
“We think we have a lead to another lab. It was something they left behind, but we’ll have to let Bastien’s people look at it. We don’t want to send anyone into a trap,” Randy replied as he tried to hide his grin.
“You are today.” Galen grasped her by the upper arm and started to drag her toward the exit. “You’re my prize and I intend to keep you.”
“Excuse me?”
She squeaked when he yanked her behind him. His wolf was raging at him to get her away from all of the unattached males that surrounded them. It demanded that he either get her out of their presence, or rip off her clothes and mate her right here in front of the others. The former was a much better choice. Galen had no doubts as to what would happen if he gave in to the latter, and it wasn’t pretty.
“Come along, Kendra. It’s time I got you out of here.” He pulled his cell phone from his pocket and dialed the men they left behind with the vehicles.
“Carter, here. Are you ready for extraction?”
“Yes. We’re about two miles from the compound.”
“Great. Come pick us up. It’s over. Just keep an eye out for Doctor Thornton and his thug.” He sighed. “They escaped again.”
“On our way, sir.”
Galen disconnected from the call and stuck the phone back in his pocket. “I apologize in advance, Kendra, but you are awake,” he said, interrupting her as she repeatedly chanted, wake up, Kendra, wake up. “This is really happening and you’re not going home. I’m taking you back to Michigan with me.”
“To Michigan?” She made a face and tried to pull away. “What the hell is in Michigan besides cold and snow?” Her expression turned pensive. “What’s in Michigan that would make me dream of it?”
“You’re not dreaming.” He took her by the shoulders and gave her a gentle shake. “Listen to me, woman. This is not a dream, or as you more likely think, a nightmare. This is real. It’s really happening and you are going to Michigan because that is where we can best help you.”
She glared up at him. “Even if what you’re saying is true, I can’t go with you. I have a class Monday. I’m relatively new at the school and I’ll lose my job if I miss more than a day or two.”
“Then you have already lost it.” He sighed inwardly as he pulled her along next to him even as she continued to struggle.
“What do you mean, I’ve already lost it?” She stopped struggling for a moment.
Galen stopped to look down into eyes the color of new spring grass. His heart melted a little at her furrowed brow. “You’ve been in the doctor’s custody a little over four days.”
“Four days?” Her gaze darted around the outer compound before finally resting on him again. She met his gaze, her tear-filled eyes searching his for…something. “I’ve really been here for four days?” She shook her head. “No. This isn’t happening. This is a dream.”
“How many times must I tell you this isn’t a dream? Dr. Thorton has been experimenting on our kind for years. He’s developed a serum to change humans into were-beings.” He wanted to shake some sense into her, but knew she needed his patience now more than she needed annoyance. He stroked her hair, hoping to give her something real to relate to, something tangible to help her see that what had happened was all-too real.
“It has to be. People don’t just turn into animals.” She gave a hysterical giggle. “I didn’t—I couldn’t just turn into a dog—like that. I’m human. I was born human and I will always be human. Humans can’t do that.”
Why couldn’t she understand him when he told her about the scientist and his experiments? Why wouldn’t the woman come to grips with the fact that this was real and she was forever changed?
“Believe what you want,
Zoe Francois, Jeff Hertzberg MD