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from scratching.
Richard, he is not a wolf. He calls him the chemist.
They are keeping me from turning. I don’t know how.
He cleared a lot of the pain from her perception, he felt an itching in her/his arm. It was an I.V. of some kind. He couldn't make out the contents, but it sure wasn't saline.
"She's not breaking, I don't know where the bitch found the strength she has, she certainly isn't the submissive little slut we picked up in the mountains," Edward said.
Richard could feel Cara wince at the memories. Sharpened by her contact with him, and possibly the drugs.
Now that he could fully look around, the room was a pit, some sort of barn, with a wood stove, a fridge, and a few windows. He could see the waxing moon through a window, smell the trees, some fresh water, and...a dump. A garbage dump.
Armed with that knowledge, Richard started to back out of his link. He could feel her heart race, panic engulfed her.
Oh, please god don’t go, the pain will come back.
He hadn't really inspected her since he was trying to find a clue as to where she could be, but now though, he took stock. She was beaten badly, her arms were cut, and there were several burns from a hot poker across her stomach and thighs. She hadn't been allowed to use the bathroom, or eat or drink. She was in bad shape, the only thing keeping her alive was the link to the pack, and that wouldn't last much longer.
Cara, I know where you are and how they are keeping you from turning. Trust me, we will be there soon and I promise –these bastards are going to pay. You won’t be alone the pack is with you.
He wasn't sure he could do it, but he tried. He opened the link to the pack, thinking about them each, allowing them inside, almost like a group mind, all of them together, the ones in the car, Skye and hers at the lodge, all of them were in there with Cara. The warmth and love that filled their thoughts radiated like a sun. The pain vanished as they collectively gave of themselves to her.
Soon Cara, very soon .
Richard’s eyes opened, Indigo's eyes were on him. Everyone in the SUV was awake, and they were deathly silent.
"Richard, what was that?"
"Something that real packs have, a bond."
"How are we going to save her?"
"I have a plan, but you're not going to like it."
Indigo had the pack spread out around the perimeter of the farm house. Other than the garbage dump the wolves had done nothing to mask their scent.
Indigo and Richard had worked with each other a long time, and with that time came a trust and friendship forged in fire. If Richard said this was the only way, then it was the only way. The pack moved as one, all in human form, watching their alpha’s back.
So far they hadn't encountered any guards. There was a bunk house about two hundred feet from the barn. That must be where the whole pack stayed, then the farm house beyond that. From the corner of his eye Indigo spotted Richard. He parked the white SUV just down the road and made the rest of his way on foot.
Indigo thought the plan would be damn foolish if it didn’t work, but had learned never to underestimate Richard. He just hoped his confidence was justified.
* * *
"That's the emergency exit, if for some reason anyone gets through the front door, we go through here, pull the lever at the end that collapses the cave, out the back and about a mile down to the trading post, got it?"
Reign nodded, it was a lot to take in, they had a medieval style cave complete with modern armory and food supplies. The main door alone could withstand explosives.
"Why do you have all this? Do werewolves fight a lot?"
"Wolves, we actually just prefer being called wolves," Skye said.
"Okay, now that sounds interesting,
Richard, he is not a wolf. He calls him the chemist.
They are keeping me from turning. I don’t know how.
He cleared a lot of the pain from her perception, he felt an itching in her/his arm. It was an I.V. of some kind. He couldn't make out the contents, but it sure wasn't saline.
"She's not breaking, I don't know where the bitch found the strength she has, she certainly isn't the submissive little slut we picked up in the mountains," Edward said.
Richard could feel Cara wince at the memories. Sharpened by her contact with him, and possibly the drugs.
Now that he could fully look around, the room was a pit, some sort of barn, with a wood stove, a fridge, and a few windows. He could see the waxing moon through a window, smell the trees, some fresh water, and...a dump. A garbage dump.
Armed with that knowledge, Richard started to back out of his link. He could feel her heart race, panic engulfed her.
Oh, please god don’t go, the pain will come back.
He hadn't really inspected her since he was trying to find a clue as to where she could be, but now though, he took stock. She was beaten badly, her arms were cut, and there were several burns from a hot poker across her stomach and thighs. She hadn't been allowed to use the bathroom, or eat or drink. She was in bad shape, the only thing keeping her alive was the link to the pack, and that wouldn't last much longer.
Cara, I know where you are and how they are keeping you from turning. Trust me, we will be there soon and I promise –these bastards are going to pay. You won’t be alone the pack is with you.
He wasn't sure he could do it, but he tried. He opened the link to the pack, thinking about them each, allowing them inside, almost like a group mind, all of them together, the ones in the car, Skye and hers at the lodge, all of them were in there with Cara. The warmth and love that filled their thoughts radiated like a sun. The pain vanished as they collectively gave of themselves to her.
Soon Cara, very soon .
Richard’s eyes opened, Indigo's eyes were on him. Everyone in the SUV was awake, and they were deathly silent.
"Richard, what was that?"
"Something that real packs have, a bond."
"How are we going to save her?"
"I have a plan, but you're not going to like it."
Indigo had the pack spread out around the perimeter of the farm house. Other than the garbage dump the wolves had done nothing to mask their scent.
Indigo and Richard had worked with each other a long time, and with that time came a trust and friendship forged in fire. If Richard said this was the only way, then it was the only way. The pack moved as one, all in human form, watching their alpha’s back.
So far they hadn't encountered any guards. There was a bunk house about two hundred feet from the barn. That must be where the whole pack stayed, then the farm house beyond that. From the corner of his eye Indigo spotted Richard. He parked the white SUV just down the road and made the rest of his way on foot.
Indigo thought the plan would be damn foolish if it didn’t work, but had learned never to underestimate Richard. He just hoped his confidence was justified.
* * *
"That's the emergency exit, if for some reason anyone gets through the front door, we go through here, pull the lever at the end that collapses the cave, out the back and about a mile down to the trading post, got it?"
Reign nodded, it was a lot to take in, they had a medieval style cave complete with modern armory and food supplies. The main door alone could withstand explosives.
"Why do you have all this? Do werewolves fight a lot?"
"Wolves, we actually just prefer being called wolves," Skye said.
"Okay, now that sounds interesting,
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