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    Alex let the next punch connect and grabbed the werewolf’s arm when Drogan pulled back. Alex swung a leg up and hooked it around Drogan’s neck. He used his momentum to swing up to Drogan’s back and locked an arm around the werewolf’s neck. “Your father could never love a werewolf,” Alex said. “He used them and threw them away like garbage.”
    Drogan rose to his feet and slammed Alex’s back against the glass.
    “Stop it!” Dr. Kamala shouted from outside of the cage.
    Both werewolves ignored her. Alex continued, “But what if one of the werewolves gave him a son, a successor for the Extremist battle he was so passionate about? He could love the son as long as he stayed human, and what better way than—”
    “Don’t say it,” Drogan barked. He grabbed Alex’s arm and ducked, throwing Alex to the ground.
    The blow knocked the wind out of Alex’s bruised lungs. He tried to rise, but Drogan grabbed his throat. Alex met the werewolf’s gaze, reading the pain in them when he said, “Than to get werewolves to kill his mother in front of him and scar him for life against his own kind.”
    “I’ll kill you,” Drogan roared. His hands tightened around Alex’s neck.
    Alex’s survival instincts forced their way to the forefront. He kicked out so hard the Alpha flew across the cage. Drogan slammed into the door with such force that a crack spider webbed out from the locking mechanism.
    “I’ll kill everyone you love,” Drogan growled. He ran at Alex.
    “He’s the one who killed her,” Alex said, dodging to the side so that the Alpha in his mad rush slammed against the glass.
    Drogan turned with the speed of an Alpha and rushed again. He grabbed Alex around the waist and rammed him against the door. The glass shattered around them.
    “Shoot the werewolves!” Dr. Kamala called.
    Alex rose. A dart hit his back, propelling him to the floor again. Drogan grabbed a large shard of glass and drove it down toward Alex’s eye. Alex moved his head at the last moment and the glass shattered against the cement floor.
    “You’re one of us,” Alex said. “Stop fighting it.”
    Drogan’s hand was streaming blood as he grappled for another piece of glass. A dart hit him in the shoulder, slowing him.
    “I’ll never be one of you,” the Alpha snarled. He reached for Alex. With the effects of the liquid silver streaming through his veins, Alex couldn’t move away. Drogan would kill him.
    Another dart slammed into Drogan’s shoulder, spinning him to the right. He collapsed to the floor.
    “Finally,” Dr. Kamala said. She stared at them both with her hands on her hips. Instead of living, breathing creatures, she watched them as if they were merely experiments that had gotten out of hand. She smoothed her hair and picked up her clipboard from the ground. “If we let them kill each other, we’ll never get the results we need. Strap them to the compound tables.”
    Alex was hoisted into the air and carried back into the experimentation room. He could see Drogan being transported the same way. Alex was brought past the electricity table to another one against the far wall. It was upright and had indents formed to fit a body. Thick cuffs were fastened around his arms and legs, waist, and neck, pinning him effectively to the cold metal. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Drogan being locked onto a similar table.
    Dr. Kamala didn’t bother to hide her frustration when she said, “It’ll take hours for the silver to get out of their systems. That’s too much precious time wasted.”
    “I’m sure the chemical trials will be successful,” Kate replied. “You’ll get the Demon for sure.”
    “We’ll experiment on both of them at the same time,” Dr. Kamala said, her tone firm with the conclusion. “I’ll not wait any longer than it takes for the silver to leave their systems.”
    The door shut and the sound of locks being fastened echoed through the big room.
    “Ridiculous,”