by A. M Martin
I grunt.
“It’s a poison for people like us.”
“A poison?”
“Are you always this dimwitted?” She snarls and closes her eyes.
“Let’s just say I recently stepped into this world.” I sigh staring at the lone light bulb hanging above me.
Where are Dean and Kayden? Why haven’t they came for me yet? My breath hitches. Did they get captured too? Are they here somewhere? Tears pool in my eyes as I try to feel for them with our bond. It’s nothing but a gaping hole of darkness. Are they dead?
“That explains a lot.” She mumbles, and I squeeze my eyes shut. They can’t be dead.
“You’re one of the ones that have been hidden?”
I look at her and nod. What else should I say? Will telling her I have two mates make whatever this situation is worse? Make it better?
“Here’s my first advice. You never should have come out of whatever cave you were hiding in.”
I bite the inside of my cheek, not saying anything. Should I tell her I’m part of a pack? I don’t know what to do.
“Aconite is a poison to us Empaths.” She grunts stretching out one leg. “Just enough and it blocks are empathic abilities. A little more and we forget the last four hours of our lives. Too much and we’re dead.” She cackles out.
I shiver from her laugh. It sounds insane. Like she’s given up all hope. Is that what I will become like if I don’t get out of here.
“Who’s doing this?” I ask, my fingers curling into my palms.
“Take your pick.”
“What?”
“The Council. The biters. The packs. Who knows who came up with this or how long it’s been going on?”
“They’re just letting this happen?” My voice raises. Why would they let this happen?
“Of course, they are. They need a cure don’t they and us, the Empaths are the only thing that works. Of course, what they are doing is not working out how they planned. You can’t force us to bond. It doesn’t work like that. Never has. They’re delusional psychopaths.”
“They’re stealing people?” I’m shocked. How is this going on and no one is saying anything about it.
She scoffs, “Yeah. The ones no one cares about. The Outcasts. The Rogues. The hidden. Of course, the wolves that are in the rage have no choice in the matter now do they.”
“How---”
“Shh!”
My eyebrows go up in shock as the girl scoots to the back of her cell. The dim light hiding her from view.
I lean my face up next to the bars. My cheek pushing in as I try to look. The sound of booted feet has me jerking backward in the dark. I lean into the corner of the room. My body is shaking so badly I’m surprised the echoes of it doesn’t ring out in the cell. Are they coming for me? Sweat beads down my face as I wait.
I jerk, pushing my body into the corner more.
Two men in black fatigues stop in front of my cell with their backs to me. The one on the right is slightly taller and pulls out a black baton from his belt. He clicks it across the metal bars. The sound echoes out loud and menacing.
“Tabathia.” He sings drawing out her name with the hits from the cell bars. “Are you going to make this easy?”
I strain my ears listening for a reply. The only sound is my too fast breathing.
“No?” The one on the left humms. “That’s okay Tabby. We ain’t here for you.” They chuckle and turn towards me.
I push back into the wall. My muscles hurting from the force of it. “What do you want?”
They step as one and the baton strikes against my bars. “Ain’t you a pretty one.” The one on the left leers leaning in close to the bars.
“She isn’t for you.” The one on the right mumbles, inserting a key into the lock outside of the cell.
“A pity that.” The one on the left humms, “305 is likely to kill her.”
The right one cackles opening the door.
Kill me? 305?
I bite the inside of my cheek hard. I’m not a fighter but I damn well won’t make this easy on them.
As the cell door comes open, I hear a whoosh and then nothing.
✽ ✽ ✽
I moan curling my fingers feeling dirt squeeze between my knuckles. I cough, opening my eyes. They drugged me. A knock out gas maybe. I gag crawling to my hands and knees. Spit falls out of my mouth as my head hangs over the dirt.
Raising my head up I see trees. My breathing is harsh as I get my legs under me and stagger up into a standing position. My pull at my hair looking around. Trees and more trees.
“Finally awake I see.”
My breath catches, and I look around. Behind me is a white wall sorrowing into the sky with a steel door big enough to fit a t-rex through.
I spit again. My hands pulling on my hair.
“The Aconite should be out of your system and the sickness will go away within a couple of minutes.”
My head whips around looking for the person behind the deep voice.
“Your only goal is to survive and form a bond with 305.”
“May the odds be forever in your favor.”
I snort looking at the walls. There's a yelp and static then nothing.
I rub the soreness out of the back of my neck and shuffle towards the wall. I yelp falling on my butt as my hand comes into contact with the wall. It shocked me. Not enough to hurt but enough to catch me off guard.
God. Now what’s going to happen? I should have stayed at Green Bier. I jerk at the thought. I haven’t had that one in a while. Would I trade all of this? Even Kayden and Dean for me not to be right here in the middle of the woods, waiting for gods knows what to come at me? Honestly, I don’t know.
I blink my eyes and lick my lips. Now what?
A furious howl has the hair on my arms standing on in and me scrambling to get back on my feet.
My eyes search the woods for something. Anything to help me survive what is to come.
Another howl has my feet moving in the opposite direction. I stumble my way around trees. My head woozy and everything seems to be tilting.
How am I supposed to survive 305? What is it? A wolf? A monster they created? I grunt leaning up against a tree out of breath. Sweat drips between my boobs and down my back.
A stick snaps sounding like a gunshot going off somewhere behind me.
I bite the inside of my cheek hard, blood fills my mouth as I push off from the tree and keep my shuffle run.
My breathing is harsh in my ears and a stitch in my side has me stopping once more.
My eyes closed as tears slide down my face. Is this how my life is going to end? It can't be. I won't let it.
I look around and spot a tree with a low hanging branch.
I grunt as I pull myself up. I'm so tired. My muscles quiver and sweat drip down into my eyes. I look down and with a tear-filled sigh. I need to be higher. At least two more branches up.
With shaky hands and pants of air, I make it up two more branches
with my legs straddling either side I lay down on my belly. My hair, legs and arms dangle in the open air as I catch a breather. A breeze blows cooling my heated skin.
I need to think
The voice said the Acotine was wearing off. I need to dig deep into my well. I'm different than other empaths. These people whoever they are don't know what I can do. I just need to survive this.
I lick my lips as a feeling of hunger grips me. My mouth starts to fill with spit.
I jerk up in a sitting position when I understand what is going on. It’s 305 I can feel it.
I feel like screaming. Then I do just that. I scream at the top of my lungs. All my frustration and anger going into that one scream.
This can't be happening. Am I his em-bond or mate? I guess it’s better than being his food.
My eyes close. I’m so weak, I don't know how much good it will do trying to reach out to 305.
A low growl has me leaning over the branch to look at the ground below me. Und
erneath me is a black wolf with yellow eyes. His ribs and hip bones stick out. Are they starving them?
I wouldn't put it past them. They kidnapped me. Drugged me, locked me up and threw me to the wolves literally, not knowing whether or not if I would live or die.
I close my eyes. I have nothing to lose at this point.
I dig deep within myself. I push pull and prod. I make it in with a grunt. I have two golden lines leading in the same direction. A weight lifts off of my shoulders knowing my bond with Kayden and Dean is still here.
But that's not what I’m looking for. There's more than a 1000 spider web lines lending out in all direction. I ignore them and the dull white colors looking for a line that is glowing.
It takes a few minutes before I find it buried under oozing black lines.
I sigh and reach out to it mentally gripping it. Rage, Fear and Loneliness sink into my body and I whimper.
I’ve only done something like this once with Cam’s help. I’m not sure what to do. Will it work the same way it did with Dean? He ended up being my mate not my em-bond. My face flames. Will this wolf turn naked too and bite me as Dean did?
I shake off the thought. Let’s not worry about all that. My goal is to keep this wolf from attacking me. I will worry about everything else once we’re out of this hell hole.
I concentrate on the feeling of friendship. The attachment and closeness of two people. The love and mutual trust and support and slowly send it down the link. I grunt as pain flares in my head. The string turns a sickly yellow.
More I need more.
Protectiveness. I gather it into a ball. The need to protect to keep safe. The thing that prevents someone or something from suffering harm or injury.
The link flares and I feel something running down my face. Wet and sticky.
Peace. I float it down the link watching it grow brighter. The calmness of it. The feeling of being free from the effects of stress and harm. The neglect.
The link explodes in a golden tone. The same color as Dean and Kayden’s link to me.
I breathe in deep clutching my chest. It hurts. Pain spears my insides and I moan. I peel my eyes apart and look down.
The wolf is sitting at the base of the tree. His yellow eyes full of sadness, looking up at me.
I bite the inside of my cheek. Here goes nothing. I slowly start to climb down. My whole body shakes as I make it to the ground. My knees buckle, and I grip the tree trunk with bone white hands.
The wolf lays down. His head laying on his paws. A small whine coming from his muzzle.
I slowly sink down, sitting on my butt with my back leaning up against the tree. My eyes fall shut from the strain and exhaustion and I blink them open.
The wolf hasn’t moved. I smile a small smile. “You’re not so bad, are you?” I whisper watching the wolf crawl towards me on his belly.
My eyes fall shut again and I feel the heat of him pressing into my leg. I know I need to get up. I have to find a way out of here. I can’t. Not at the moment. I just need to rest just for a bit. Just for a little while.
The end till now. Find the answers to everything in the final book of the Wolf Rage Series.
Court Of Wolves coming 2019
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