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head, the weakened male indicated he didn't need anymore to drink.
    “Please, raise me up,” he gasped, the effort making his tortured body shake. “If I'm to die, I don't want to leave this world flat on my back.”
    Alexander gently pulled Carole Anne up against him, allowing the doctor to move next to him.
    The doctor pushed down on the pedal to raise the bed before checking his pulse rate and respiration.
    His expression was grim but his voice pleasant as he told him, “Let's not invite trouble by saying that.
    So far you are still alive, and I wasn't expecting that much. It's a good sign. I'd like to keep you that way, if it's all the same to you.”
    Physically, it didn't look possible. Jagged suture marks covered nearly every available inch of flesh. He'd been cut open and reattached many times to leave this type of damage. Large areas of his body were bruised, as if he'd been beat repeatedly with a blunt object. To finish it off, he was extremely thin and malnourished.
    “Did you come all the way from New Mexico like this?” Marrok hadn't to push him, but he
    couldn't wait any longer. If they did, the unfortunate wolf might not live long enough to tell them anything.
    “Yes,” he sighed out. “Stole car. Kept promise.”
    “What promise?” The doctor shot him an aggravated look over his shoulder, but Marrok
    ignored him.
    “To Taylor.”
    “Where is she? Who had you?”
    “Jagged Rock. Mesa.” With that, he lost consciousness again.
    Alexander and Marrok exchanged a long look. It wasn't much, but it was enough. Marrok
    turned to the door. “I'm going after her.”
    “I want to talk to you first,” Alexander replied, gesturing for Connor to go with them. They
    stepped out into the hallway, and Alexander shut the door behind them. Marrok immediately started pacing, the wolf inside of him demanding action.
    Alexander spoke decisively. “You can't just go off without a plan. We don't know what we're
    going up against here. I know you're a werewolf, and a powerful one at that, but you aren't invincible.”
    Marrok stopped pacing and faced the men, his eyes red and wild. “Would you be saying that if
    Carole Anne was in my mate's shoes?”
    Alexander's blue eyes met his, glinting supernaturally underneath the artificial lights. The alpha wolf inside of him was considering the situation, and it didn't like it one bit. “Hell, no,” he bit out. “I'm not going to argue. Connor, tell the team to be ready to move out in ten minutes.”
    He walked to the window, staring at his mate and the men inside the room before looking back
    at Marrok. Alexander and Carole Anne had only been mated for a short time in comparison to the years they would have together. They were still in the honeymoon phase, and Marrok expected them to be for a long time to come.
    “I'm coming with you,” Alexander finally said, his expression determined when he faced the
    two men. “Carole Anne will remain here. The helicopters have already been prepped, and they are ready for takeoff. I'm going to see her back to the house, and then I'll meet you at the airfield.”
    Marrok nodded and left without another word, heading back to the barracks to get his backpack.
    Alexander stepped back into the hospital room to collect his mate. Connor was left standing in the hallway, a wry expression on his masculine face. “Well, shit,” he finally muttered to himself. “I hate being left out of the action. This must be what it feels like to be emasculated, and it's a damn shitty feeling.”
    With that, Connor walked back to the top level and advised the team of their departure time.

Chapter 2
    It was late that night when the wolves prepared to attack. They were hidden behind a thick
    grove of trees about a quarter of a mile from the man made entrance into the mesa. It had been a long day and evening, but none of them minded. They were eager to storm the facility and rescue their own.
    Upon their arrival, they shared the shirts that the escaped