Chapter Four
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-Kingston POV-
“Mhh!” I moan and grunt in pain.
The scientist had cut into my abdomen and now it's healing.
I look to my side where Alana lies. Alana looks at me with tired eyes.
Twenty minutes after they took her from the cell, they came for me.
I was pissed at the way they treated her. But she wanted to go first, so I had to keep it in and watch. I smiled when she killed the man dressed in black. He disserved it. One thing is for sure, she is not a damsel in distress type. That girl can take care of herself and I find it so hot.
When they came for me, I complied. I just want to get all this over with. And she was right, we already found out that they are in league with another pack but we don’t know which one yet. They keep mentioning a pack and an Alpha but not by name, just by title.
I grunt again in pain. They cut into my arm with a silver knife.
The scientist starts talking into a recorder. “The subject seems to be vulnerable to silver just like the female Alpha. But unlike normal werewolves, it looks like he and she can heal faster.”
I look up at the IV they have on me and Alana. It seems to be a mix of wolfsbane and a sedative. Enough to keep us weak but still awake. And we also have straps around us to keep us in place. The medication is also keeping Azrael weak so he barely reacts or talks.
“Dr. Acker, the Lycan has woken up.” A man says.
“Perfect.” Acker says and walks out leaving us alone.
I turn to Alana. “Are you okay?”
“Yes... And you?” She asks weakly.
“I’m fine.”
“I... I am going to kill them when we are done.” She says in a menacing tone.
I chuckle but barely since it hurts to move. I look at her as she stares at the ceiling. She is naked with the straps tight around her body and so am I. She looks tired but she has so much fire in her. I have to say that I am very surprised. All I knew about her was the same that everyone else does. But in these few hours, I have learned so much more. I see now why her pack chose her as their Alpha.
Dr. Acker walks back into the room but I am surprised when the Lycan walks in behind him and looking calm.
“Stop right there.” He says to the Lycan and the Lycan stops.
“Perfect.” He looks to the other scientist. “Call lady Raegan. Let her know that it works.”
(Lady Raegan?)
“And make sure that the Alpha and his pack are ready. We need some of his pack members to fight with our Lycan to test how well it all works. As per the agreement.” The doctor says and the other one nods.
Dr. Acker walks over to me and Alana looking excited. “With you two out of the way, we'll be able to push through the border.”
I look at Alana and she looks at me.
(They want to expand! We can’t let that happen.)
“What is your goal?” I ask hoping that he will answer.
He looks like he is going to say something but someone interrupts.
“Dr. Acker, Lord Ezekiel is here.” A man says.
Dr. Acker's eyes go wide and he nods.
A few seconds later a man walks in. He has a black suit on. He is tall, slender but not too skinny. He has blond hair slicked back and his face is more of a pretty boy profile. What bothers me about him is his scent.
‘What is he?’ Azrael manages to finally speak weakly.
I close my eyes as I smell the scent, a similar scent that I can only recall as a child. It is very different from werewolves, humans, and even Lycans. It is a scent of death.
‘A vampire.’ I tell Azrael.
The Ezekiel guy glances at me. “Alphas? That’s reckless of you Dr. Acker.” He says calmly.
“Lady Raegan needed them out of the way. I did as she asked but I decided to keep them. We can learn so much from them.” Acker says.
Ezekiel then looks at Alana. He walks over to her as if in a trance. “I have never seen one with eyes like hers. Such... beauty.” He whispers the end and then he takes a hand and touches her cheek.
“Don’t touch her!” I growl feeling much stronger now than I was before.
They all look at me, even Alana looks at me surprised.
Ezekiel looks between me and Alana. “Are they mates?” He asks himself lowly and then starts walking over to Dr. Acker completely uninterested now.
“The mistress is getting impatient. What results do you have for us?” He asks the doctor.
“We have very good results. We were about to inform Lady Raegan about them so that she could pass it on to the mistress.”
“Well then let's get this over with. I still have to visit another facility.” Ezekiel says.
They start walking to another room.
Dr. Acker looks at the other scientist. “Get them back to their cells.”
He nods. He then walks over to me and injects something through the IV, making me lose consciousness again.
When I wake up, I am back at my cell. I can feel the wolfsbane still in my system and I still feel weak. I sit up and look at Alana who is still unconscious on the floor but she is starting to stir.
“Are you okay?” I ask getting closer to the bars.
Azrael starts to stir as we look at her naked beautiful body.
‘Damn.’ He says and I think the same thing. I feel like I am in a trance.
She sits up and holds her head. “Yea.” She says and then looks down. To my disappointment, she quickly covers her breasts and crosses her legs.
‘Dammit.’ Azrael says now disappointed.
I can say that the glimpse I got of her will be seared into my head forever.
“I think I am done with this. We got good information.” She then sighs. “But let's wait until we are fully recovered.”
I nod. “How exactly are we getting out?” I ask her feeling very distracted with her. I can’t help lick my lips as I watch her. I look away and take a deep breath.
'What are you doing? Don't stop looking at her.'
'Azrael... we are acting like complete perverted slime bags. She probably feels uncomfortable right now and I don't want to make her feel worst.'
He sighs. 'You're right.'
I clear my throat and ask her again. “How exactly are we getting out?”
She looks at me with a serious expression. “First, tell me something.” She says ready to ask me a question.
I look at her curiously. “What is it?”
“Do you remember back when we first met?” She asks.
“At the meeting? Yea.”
She shakes her head. “No, back when we were kids.”
I think for a moment and then start laughing.
She smiles. “I wanted to say thank you, I never got to.”
“You were such a wild kid. I can’t believe you got that high up the tree.” I say.
“I was up there for about an hour until you showed up. I was too far from the packhouse so no one could hear me.”
I smile remembering seeing a tiny figure way up at the top of a tree when I went for a walk. She was screaming "Save me! Save me!".
(She was a cute kid.)
I look at her, my eyes running through her body again but then I look away.
(She’s definitely not a kid anymore)
“You were nice then...” She says and then narrows her eyes at me while I give her a side glance. “You are an arrogant prick now.”
I start laughing hard now. I wasn’t expecting that.
“Hey, it’s not my fault that almost all women I meet want me.” I say smirking. “You included.” I say softly teasing her.
Her face scrunches in a bit of anger. “I do not!”
I smile. I like to get her riled up. She’s cute when she’s angry.
“You are not that good-looking.” She says.
“Sure, is that why you can’t stop staring at me right now?” I say smiling.
“I am not!” She says but instinctively, she looks at my body.
I laugh and she looks away looking furious.
We are interrupted when a guard walks in with food trays. He slides them to us and leaves.
“Should we eat it?” She asks.
“Yea, it smells normal and I don’t think there would be any point for them to put anything in the food. We are also going to need all the strength we can get.”
We eat and once we are done, we rest a bit more. I can feel my strength returning. For a while after eating, we both lie down next to each other with the bars in between us.
I then feel her staring at me. I look at her and honestly all I want to do is pull her and kiss those delicious-looking lips through the bars. I turn my head and look towards the ceiling trying to control those thoughts.
But then she whispers. “You have to kill me.”
My head yanks back towards her. “What?!”
She takes a deep breath. “I have been timing when the guard comes to check on us. A few seconds before he gets here, you have to kill me.”
I abruptly sit up. “Alana, what the hell are you saying?”
“When the guard notices my dead body, hopefully, he will open the cell and come check on me. It won’t take that long for me to come back. I’ll kill him and take the keys. Then I’ll free you and-
“Stop. Stop talking.” I hold a hand up and then shake my head. “I can’t kill you.”
“Why not? It’s not like you’ve never killed before.” She says.
“It’s not the same. In a fight or when anger takes me yea, I’ll kill. But not like this, this is different.”
“Kingston, there is no other way. If I could kill myself, I would. But that will most likely be permeant because I am of my own bloodline.”
I shake my head but she slides a hand through the bars and caresses my cheek. “I’ll be fine, I promise.” She says softly.
I stare at her taking in the warmth of her touch.
(Shit.)
I sigh and nod.
‘I don’t like this Kingston.’ Azrael says.
‘I know, it doesn’t feel right.’
I calm myself and wait. We both lie down again.
“Hey, that man smelled weird, didn’t he?” She asks now changing the subject.
I look at her as she is sitting up on the floor. She is still covering the delicious parts of her body but I can see her curves and they drive me crazy.
“Who?” I ask as I am distracted.
“That Ezekiel guy.”
“Oh, that’s because he is a vampire.” I say.
“Really?” She asks surprised and I nod. “I had never met one before.” She says.
“That’s because there aren’t many of them. A human has to be bitten by a vampire to turn into one. But, most humans can’t survive the bite. So it’s not easy for them to grow in numbers. It takes a special human to be able to survive the poison.”
She looks deep in thought but then we hear footsteps approaching.
“You have to do it now Kingston.” She gets up and gets close to the bars.
I get up and take a deep breath.
(I don’t want to do this.)
I reach towards her and put my hand around her neck. “I hate this, Alana.” I say softly.
She softly holds my wrist. “It’s okay. Make it fast.”
I take a deep breath and when I see the guard approaching, I squeeze.
- Writer
