Chapter 187-1
Troy
There were at least fifteen dead wolves at our feet. Adrenaline surged through me, but I was losing
too much blood. London could barely stand. A familiar male werewolf loomed over us.
“Troy. London.” He spoke with a harsh rasp that further identified him.
Dolan. Claudine’s second-in-command. We never interacted much because Dolan rarely left the territory. Normally, her third traveled with her, something most alphas practiced, but Dolan was a different breed of wolf. Apparently, he enjoyed disciplining. There were rumors that Claudine had wolves in confinement for lifetime prison sentences, and Dolan liked to make them bleed, wait for
the heal, and then rip them open all over again.
“I see you left your whipping station,” I said hoarsely as I stood. My legs shook so badly that I nearly fell over again. “Just how many wolves did you bring to take us?”
“I have twenty more rogues on their way here,” he said in a bored tone. “My alpha has commanded me to give you a choice. Continue to fight and die swiftly or come with me and say goodbye to your mate.”
His eyes flitted over London with disinterest, and my stomach knotted. Chances were good that Claudine had ordered anyone with me killed, and that would include another alpha. She was about to take over a mountain. What did she care who she killed?
“He comes with me,” I said as I pointed. “Alive.”
Dolan smiled, revealing a mouth of missing teeth. A wolf who fought too much. “I always did respect your intellect. It will be a shame for you to die. If you kneel before my alpha, she may make you her third.”
“Third?” I raised my eyebrow. “You think you can best me in a challenge?”
“I think I can remove enough parts beforehand to make sure a challenge isn’t even warranted.”
“You’re really selling the position.” Bending over, I spat blood. “Take us to your leader.”
He turned, and I reached down and helped London up. With five wolves closely watching us and more on the way, he didn’t bother caring about us being so close to his turned back. Slowly, we limped half a mile before we came across the parked helicopter.
If we got out of this alive, I was blowing this thing up.
Half an hour later, we were in the air. London and I had caught some of our breath by then, and our
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wounds had healed, but we’d lost a lot of blood. There was no plan, but I wouldn’t give up an opportunity to see Kiana again. To grasp at any chance of taking her away from this nightmare.
Leaning out of the helicopter, Dolan grinned maliciously. Slowly, I leaned over the edge and looked
out the open window.
My heart stopped. Claudine had an entire pack of mutated wolves lumbering all over the place. I glanced up at him. “Why haven’t you taken the serum?” I shouted.
“I don’t need it.”
That was a lie. Dolan might be a powerful wolf, but any one of those monsters below could shed
him to pieces.
Of course, I wasn’t worried about him. I was worried about us.
The helicopter landed, and Dolan shoved London and me out. We fell to the ground and were roughly hauled up. There was a team of wolves who, like Dolan, were still normal. The large, mutated wolves lumbered almost twenty feet away, but I only had to lock eyes with one to know why Dolan hadn’t taken the serum.
The wolves were losing themselves. Claudine had never found a way to perfect it. They were going insane, and that made them all the more dangerous.
We were dragged into a brick building and through several heavy-duty guarded gates. Finally, we were taken to a large hall with divided glass partitions. One look from some of the wolves trapped inside, and I knew these were cells.
The glass slid open, and I was thrown in one and London in the one next to me. Doors slid closed, and Dolan pushed a button on the other side. “The glass is lined with invisible security bars. They can’t be smashed, so settle in.”
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