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hand on Murdock’s side. “We’ll get him back.” Murdock growled. He was going to get Heaven back. Of that he had no doubt. How much he was going to make the guilty suffer before tearing their hearts out was the real question. And if they killed his mate, hell would be considered summer camp compared to his wrath that would be unleashed upon this earth.
    And if his mate was truly dead, Murdock wouldn’t last long in this cold world without him.

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    Chapter Six

    Heaven blinked as his eyes cracked open. His head was killing him and his mouth felt as dry as sand. He reached up and rubbed his eyes, feeling as though his mind was in a fog.
    “Ah, you’re awake.”
    He blinked rapidly until he could focus. The first thing he noticed was the shiny bars surrounding him. The second thing was the excruciating pain in his abdomen. Heaven’s hand went to his stomach. He felt stitches trailing up from just above his pubic bone to his navel.
    “No need to worry. The procedure went very well. Very well, indeed.” The man standing in front of Heaven smirked as he wrote in a chart. Heaven’s hands wrapped around the bars as he realized he was in a cage. He searched his memory but couldn’t remember how he had gotten here.
    “Where am I?” Heaven asked through the bars.
    “That isn’t important.” The man in the white lab coat turned to someone else that resembled a guard. “Keep an eye on him. I don’t want anything to go wrong.”
    “Yes, sir.” The bulky guard nodded to the lab coat man then looked down at Heaven, a sneer lifting his lip.
    Heaven shrank back, pushing himself to the back of the cage and, at the same time, noticing that he was completely naked. He curled up, pulling his legs to his chest to hide what he was sure was shown off to everyone in the room.
    His eyes scanned around him. There were three more people in the room along with the lab coat man and the guard. The other three 58
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    wore medical scrubs. Was he in a hospital? He couldn’t be. If so, he wouldn’t be in a cage.
    “Why am I here?” Heaven attempted once more to get some answers.
    “Dr. Rawling, please give the test subject something to quiet him,” the lab coat man called across the room. Heaven’s eyes roamed around, noticing tubes and beakers, a cold-looking steel table, and plenty of machines.
    He was in a lab, a shifter’s worst nightmare. Who were they, and how did he come to be here? The most important question was what did they do to him?
    Again he searched his memory but came up blank. His hand covered his mouth to stifle the cry that would have broken free as he realized he couldn’t remember a lot of things. He knew his name was Heaven. And he also knew he was a wolf shifter. Beyond that, his memory became fuzzy.
    One thing he knew for certain was that he had to get out of here.
    An overwhelming sense of loss crashed through him, but he didn’t know why. Something tugged at his memory but then spun away as soon as Heaven reached for it.
    His chest constricted at a feeling of losing someone important to him. But who?
    Glancing at the front of the cage he saw an electronic pad he assumed was the lock. Okay, so breaking out wasn’t going to work.
    They had to let him out. How else would he use the bathroom? From the stitches, he assumed he also would be examined.
    Heaven swallowed at the ramifications of what being in this place meant. Humans knew about shifters. His eyes darted up to the man referred to as Dr. Rawling as he approached the cage, syringe in hand.
    “Open it up,” Dr. Rawling ordered the guard. Heaven tried to shrink back even farther, but the guard reached in and pulled him from the cage.

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    “No!” Heaven cried, but it did no good. The pinch to his neck came. He slapped his hand over his neck, kicking and biting to get the large guard off of him.
    “Feisty, aren’t you?” The guard growled and slapped Heaven across his face.
    “Be careful with him,