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Authors: Cheree Alsop
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Seriously?” the Alpha asked. “I thought you’d had enough of toilet duty after your stint with Pack Torin.”
The thought of his time as Torin’s Second sent a shudder down Alex’s spine. He had thought he was done with cleaning toilets after that term. Unfortunately, Jaze’s board members didn’t feel the same way. He knew the smirk he had seen on Mr. O’Hare’s face when the man ‘accidentally’ walked in on him scrubbing the tiles would linger in his mind for days. He wondered if he had unintentionally become the human’s pawn, and the thought rankled his pride more than he liked to admit.
“ What can I say?” Alex asked lightly. “Don’t leave the school grounds during school hours. If there isn’t a class being held in the forest, it’s outside the boundaries.”
He felt everyone’s stares. Alex didn’t want to explain further. He shoved his Glock into his holster and focused on Jaze. “What’s the situation?”
The dean’s gaze said he understood exactly how Alex felt. He saved Alex from further scrutiny by answering, “We’ve found Drogan’s trail.”
Alex’s heartbeat sped up at the proclamation. After they had defeated the mutants Drogan created in his attempt to make a Demon like the one Alex could turn into, Drogan had vanished. Though the summer went by much more peacefully, the thought of Alex’s half-brother lingered in his mind. Drogan had vowed to kill Alex for leaving him in Dr. Kamala’s clutches. Despite Alex’s pleading on national television for Drogan to leave the werewolves in peace, he knew his brother wouldn’t give up. The Extremist’s silence had only increased his certainty.
Alex was already heading for the helicopter.
“ Fill us in on the way,” he called over his shoulder. “Let’s move!”
Everyone hurried to join him. Jaze climbed into the back of the helicopter and let Trent sit next to Mouse at the pilot’s seat.
“ I could use the practice,” Trent urged.
“ Not on a mission,” Mouse replied. “We’ll see about the trip home if everything goes well.”
The small professor guided the helicopter up through the floor and past the greenhouses designed to slide to each side of the hidden cavern passageway. They rose above the dark Academy and turned to the horizon.
“ Drogan’s not there,” Jaze said in answer to Alex’s questioning gaze. “But we know he was there less than a week ago. He set up shop in an old water treatment facility and turned it into his own private laboratory.”
“ A lab for what?” Cassie asked.
“ For his own twisted experiments,” Jaze replied, his tone showing his distaste. “He’s trying to make something, but we don’t know what, yet.”
Alex was grateful Siale had been assigned a permanent position with Brock. After all she had gone through as a victim in one of Drogan’s labs, he was glad she would be spared finding another of his half-brother’s lairs. Mercy wasn’t one of Drogan’s virtues. He had promised to shield his fiancé from such things; he hoped Brock would use discretion if what they found proved too difficult for her to see.
“ The Black Team’s arrived,” Mouse called over their headsets. “They say it’s dark. Do you want them to move in?”
“ How far away are we?” Jaze asked. The white of his knuckles from where he gripped the side of Mouse’s chair was the only sign of his anxiety.
Alex realized his own fists were clenched and forced them to relax. He wasn’t going to find another body pit. Memories of mutilated bodies and a single hand reaching toward the sound of his voice swarmed him. He had held Siale close against his body, willing her heart to keep beating despite the potentially fatal wounds that lined her body. He couldn’t think of the corpses beneath them, nor the fact that after the explosion, their only hope of escape had been cut off. He concentrated on the sound of Siale’s heartbeat and attempted to keep her from slipping away by telling her
The thought of his time as Torin’s Second sent a shudder down Alex’s spine. He had thought he was done with cleaning toilets after that term. Unfortunately, Jaze’s board members didn’t feel the same way. He knew the smirk he had seen on Mr. O’Hare’s face when the man ‘accidentally’ walked in on him scrubbing the tiles would linger in his mind for days. He wondered if he had unintentionally become the human’s pawn, and the thought rankled his pride more than he liked to admit.
“ What can I say?” Alex asked lightly. “Don’t leave the school grounds during school hours. If there isn’t a class being held in the forest, it’s outside the boundaries.”
He felt everyone’s stares. Alex didn’t want to explain further. He shoved his Glock into his holster and focused on Jaze. “What’s the situation?”
The dean’s gaze said he understood exactly how Alex felt. He saved Alex from further scrutiny by answering, “We’ve found Drogan’s trail.”
Alex’s heartbeat sped up at the proclamation. After they had defeated the mutants Drogan created in his attempt to make a Demon like the one Alex could turn into, Drogan had vanished. Though the summer went by much more peacefully, the thought of Alex’s half-brother lingered in his mind. Drogan had vowed to kill Alex for leaving him in Dr. Kamala’s clutches. Despite Alex’s pleading on national television for Drogan to leave the werewolves in peace, he knew his brother wouldn’t give up. The Extremist’s silence had only increased his certainty.
Alex was already heading for the helicopter.
“ Fill us in on the way,” he called over his shoulder. “Let’s move!”
Everyone hurried to join him. Jaze climbed into the back of the helicopter and let Trent sit next to Mouse at the pilot’s seat.
“ I could use the practice,” Trent urged.
“ Not on a mission,” Mouse replied. “We’ll see about the trip home if everything goes well.”
The small professor guided the helicopter up through the floor and past the greenhouses designed to slide to each side of the hidden cavern passageway. They rose above the dark Academy and turned to the horizon.
“ Drogan’s not there,” Jaze said in answer to Alex’s questioning gaze. “But we know he was there less than a week ago. He set up shop in an old water treatment facility and turned it into his own private laboratory.”
“ A lab for what?” Cassie asked.
“ For his own twisted experiments,” Jaze replied, his tone showing his distaste. “He’s trying to make something, but we don’t know what, yet.”
Alex was grateful Siale had been assigned a permanent position with Brock. After all she had gone through as a victim in one of Drogan’s labs, he was glad she would be spared finding another of his half-brother’s lairs. Mercy wasn’t one of Drogan’s virtues. He had promised to shield his fiancé from such things; he hoped Brock would use discretion if what they found proved too difficult for her to see.
“ The Black Team’s arrived,” Mouse called over their headsets. “They say it’s dark. Do you want them to move in?”
“ How far away are we?” Jaze asked. The white of his knuckles from where he gripped the side of Mouse’s chair was the only sign of his anxiety.
Alex realized his own fists were clenched and forced them to relax. He wasn’t going to find another body pit. Memories of mutilated bodies and a single hand reaching toward the sound of his voice swarmed him. He had held Siale close against his body, willing her heart to keep beating despite the potentially fatal wounds that lined her body. He couldn’t think of the corpses beneath them, nor the fact that after the explosion, their only hope of escape had been cut off. He concentrated on the sound of Siale’s heartbeat and attempted to keep her from slipping away by telling her
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