Facility

Lake

The room is in chaos.

Lyla, Lucy’s wolf, misses her initial attack. She lands right where Evin was standing.

He’s now standing about a foot from where he was and is just smirking at the female wolf standing adjacent to him.

Evin’s salt and pepper hair is gelled back so that it’s out of his face. His green eyes spark with insane excitement as he watches Lyla struggle to regain her footing.

Lyla growls and readies herself. She pounces for the second time. The large wolf snarls whilst in the air but she practically stands no chance against the much larger alpha male.

“Lucy!” Coal exclaims as his mate is sent flying across the room and into a large bookshelf. Lucy shifts back and is motionless on the ground.

Her hair is undone, and matted across her face.

I try desperately to reach out to her to see if there’s a pulse or even a breath coming from her lungs, but I can’t concentrate long enough to because I see more movement out of the corner of my eye.

“Coal, don’t!” I cry as he pushes himself off the floor and lunges towards Evin.

I inch toward Lucy’s form lying on the ground. I detect a slight motion in her chest. She’s still breathing, although it’s slow and shallow.

~Thank Goddess.~

My moment of relief is short lived as Sylas jumps to my side, guarding me from two Ferals closing in on us.

“I can’t get this stupid rope off!” I wrap my teeth around my restraints and pull with all my might.

“Foolish children…” Evin throws Coal towards us.

He lands with a thud on the floor next to Lucy. Coal coughs and heaves for air as he pulls his form over his mate’s. I see a tear escape his eye as he hears Lucy breathe.

“With my blood running through your veins, I would’ve thought you’d have been more clever, Lake.” Evin crosses his arms and looks down at me, “But I guess with that woman’s blood mixed in with it, you’re not 100% me.”

“Her and my father’s blood is all I need when it comes time for the two of us, Evin.” I spit at Evin’s feet. His smile doesn’t let up as he knows he has the upperhand.

The guards swoop in and grab all four of us. I struggle and reach for Sylas. He tries the same, but it’s a worthless effort.

Coal struggles against the guard holding him as another grabs Lucy and roughly hauls her over his shoulder. The guard holding Coal punches Coal square in the jaw, getting a good hit in. Blood gushes down his neck.

“Looks like two more subjects along with an endless supply, boys!” Evin cackles, “Take them away.”

“Lu…cy…” Coal mutters through his bloody mouth. Lucy is still unconscious as the four of us are taken back through the narrow corridor and are shoved into an elevator.

“Kjarni… I’m sorry.” Sylas coughs, “If only I was stronger…”

“Shut it!” A guard hits Sylas across the face with the barrel of his gun. He’s knocked out cold.

My heart aches at the sight of Sylas getting hurt.

“Sylas!” I cry as the elevator opens and I’m dragged to the left. My face falls as I see that the other three are dragged to the right.

I’m pushed through large push doors that you see from those hospital shows. We take so many twists and turns that I lose my way back to everyone.

“Get off of me!” I hiss as I’m strapped to a stainless steel operation table. The guards struggle with my legs but eventually succeed in constraining me.

The guards leave me in the large, dimly lit room.

It’s a makeshift room like the ones at a regular doctor’s office. A trash can for used needles, silly signs to make kids feel better about their checkups, and even a diagram of the wolf’s and human’s anatomy.

I struggle more against my restraints, but it’s useless.

They are made with silver, and though it doesn’t singe my skin now, it still hinders my strength.

The large swiveling door in front of me opens with a slam as both doors hit the wall behind them. A woman with large glasses and a messy bun looks at me with a crazed look in her eye.

“Ah! Such a young face!” She says loudly, “And a Hybrid to boot!”

“Who are you?” I growl, “Where did you take the others?”

“Such a back talker… Now I know where 247 gets it from…”

My eye twitches at the mention of my mate, “Where’s Derrick?”

Ignoring me, the crazed-looking woman grabs a large clipboard that’s hanging on the foot of my table.

“247 is in a secure place.”

The doctor starts to scribble on the page, writing multiple things down and then clicking her pen a few times.

“I wonder how much of your blood is Vampyre compared to Wolf. Can’t be more than 56% or else your wolf would more than likely not wake up.”

The woman shines a light in my eye, “Your pupils are red and then bleed into black? Fascinating.”

“Now listen here, whack job.” I squeeze my eyes shut and pull away, “Answer me! Where is my mate?”

“Is your wolf a rogue?” The woman ignores me and continues her chatter, “Although she’s dormant from that amazing little parlor trick I gave the guards at the party, I bet she is a beauty just as yourself. I can’t wait to do a bunch of tests on her.”

“Parlor trick?”

“Ah, you didn’t notice?” she asks me with a smug grin. “The gloves the guards were wearing were infused with microscopic needles, dear.”

The woman pulls out a large bottle of blue liquid and feeds a needle through the top, “My greatest invention! Other than the serums to date, of course. You were given the suppressant version. Strain Beta.”

“That’s why my wolf hasn’t been able to -”

My heart starts beating faster now, as beads of sweat collect on my forehead.

“Why you haven’t been to reach your wolf! Amazing isn’t it? By injecting a certain amount of a foreign source of Vampyre’s blood with Lycabane together, I can turn off the wolf’s communication with their human! I really outdid myself with that one.”

I swear, if I wasn’t strapped to this table, I would be clawing that woman’s smile right off of her face. My wolf is my greatest protection and my greatest friend. She took that away from me, and I won’t let her get away with it so easily.

“Now,” she says, grabbing a needle off of the metal tray table next to the bed and brandishing it in my direction. “You'll feel a slight poke.”

The woman smiles even wider now and sticks her large needle in my arm.

I cry out in pain as the fiery liquid spreads into my veins and muscles.

“Now, sleep,” the woman cooes. “You'll see him soon.”