0152
Blair
"Look who is awake!" The tip of a finger presses against my chin, pushing my head up off of my chest.
The edges of my sight are still dark and the rest is blurred but I recognise Cooper's voice. "Took you a little longer to heal than I expected."
Pain radiates down my spine. The tightness of my skin tells me that the wound has only just finished knitting itself together. I try to straighten my back to relieve the pressure but I'm unable to move and my head starts rolling back into a wall behind me, while fighting the
need for more sleep.
A hand taps my cheek. "Come on, wake up you little whore."
"..." what the fuck had they given me? My head pounded, making the pain of my spine seem like nothing in comparison.
"What strength did you use?" Cooper yells out. "She's still out of it."
"I doubled it just to be sure." Another man replies.
I try blinking to clear the blur, but the more I blink the more I grow desperate for the pain in my head to stop.
"You idiot. You were supposed to just use the normal dose. We need her alive!"
I try clearing the lump forming in my throat. "Where am...."
"Don't you worry your pretty little head about things like that, Blair Everwood or should I say Kitson."
No matter how much I try, I'm unable to force my vision to clear. I could smell the sterile room, but that wouldn't confirm my location.
I could smell Cooper and the Wolf from the bar but no one else.
If I could just shift, I could kill them.
Their voices begin to echo like the room had suddenly grown bigger.
My heart pounds in my chest so hard it feels like my ribs might break.
I had been so caught up with my fated mate that everything else had slipped away. I had failed to see what was coming and now I was paying the price. I had lost my touch.
A hand taps my cheek, "Stay awake, Blair."
"Why?" I whisper. Why would my mate do this to me?
"Every Lycan and Wolf is gunning for your death. It will be a shame if this is how you die."
He had already met Neah. He wasn't on his way to Black Shadow, he had already been.
"You...you don't know....."
"That you want her position?" He muses. "Of course we know. Stepdaddy isn't so good at keeping your secret."
My heart beat drastically slows and my body slumps to one side, hitting a wall.
"No, no, you don't get to sleep."
"I'm not...." My breath comes out all gaspy, I wasn't getting the oxygen I needed.
"Shit!" He grabs my legs and yanks me down the mattress. A hand goes against my chest. "Her heart is fucking weak. We need her alive."
"I'm not a fucking doctor!" The other guy growls back.
Something sharp pierces my chest and I'm out before I can say anything.
I wake with a gasp, my hands clutch my chest as I check my own heart. It's beating a little fast, but not anything crazy. But I was alive, that was the main thing.
I'm in a windowless white room. A toilet sits in the corner and the only other thing in here is the bed. I'm on a drip feed that's connected to my inner arm. In the top corner, I see a camera. I had been wrapped in some sort of white gown while everything else had been removed. How fucking long had I been here? And where was I?
The door opens and Cooper stands in it, his frame filling out the space. "Look who decided to join the land of the living."
"Where am I?"
"You don't need to worry about that."
"How long have I been here?" My back didn't feel tight from the freshly healed skin, in fact it felt amazing.
"Five weeks."
"Five weeks? Why would you do this? We were mated until you rejected me."
"Funny what a little concoction can do."
I climb off the bed ready to attack him when the tube in my arm pulls, sending a sharp twinge down my arm.
"Careful, that's keeping you alive."
"Fuck off!" I yank it out and charge towards him, ready to throw my all into beating the crap out of him when I start to feel a little woozy.
He catches me before I hit the ground and carries me back to the bed. He puts the tube back in just as I hear other women screaming, demanding to know where they are. What kind of place was this?
"You seem a little confused." He mutters, checking how much is left in the drip bag.
"I
thought you were doing this for Neah?"
"I have no interest in the Alpha. Daniel did, but Daniels dead."
"The Wolf from the bar?"
"Yes." He pulls the blanket up over my legs and it's only now that I realise my sense of smell is weak.
"What have you done to me?"
"I needed to make sure you couldn't shift. You cause quite a lot of problems for our kind, don't you Blair. I can't allow that." "I'm paid and they all deserve it."
"Oh I know. Though I've been having to clean up your mess for a long time. Make sure the Humans don't discover us."
More screams and shouts ring out down the hallway, both men and women. How many were being kept here?
"All Lycans?" "No."
As I stare at him, I try to drive my Lycan forward. If it means I eat him to be free, then I would. But nothing happens.
He smiles at me. "I wouldn't bother. It's not going to work."
My eyes move to the drip feed, it had to be something in that.
Cooper laughs. "You need it to survive. So your options are to live here without your Lycan or die."
He strides to the door. "Breakfast will be served shortly." He starts to pull the door shut. "Just remember this. You think you are bad, there is always someone alot worse than you."
He has no idea who he is dealing with.
I lay staring up at the white ceiling. There wasn't a single speck of dirt on it. No tiles for me to count to pass the time, nothing. Whatever this place was, it was supposed to drive us insane. But I'm used to being alone with my thoughts.
Breakfast is oatmeal in a plastic bowl.
Delivered by an older woman with salt and pepper hair.
Her grey eyes are dim.
It's almost like she is on autopilot as she moves. Not a single word leaves her lips. She doesn't even make eye contact.
What did Cooper have over her?
A different woman appears thirty minutes later to collect the breakfast dish.
She's younger than the first, maybe in her thirties, but again, there is no eye contact. I was starting to wonder if I was dreaming because it just didn't seem real.
Taking my drip bag with me, I sit in the corner, directly under the camera. I had no idea if they could see me in this position, but I felt a little less watched.
I play with the drip feed, connecting it and reconnecting it, seeing how long I could go before I felt like I was going to die. I couldn't get past five seconds. It wasn't even enough time for me to attack anyone, but maybe I could use the tube, it was long enough to wrap around someone's neck.
I jump when there is a knock on the door. Not being able to hear them walking towards you was uncomfortable. I keep quiet as the door swings open. Cooper's eyes find me immediately. "Up you get."
"Why?"
"Full of so many questions, aren't you?" There's a slight smirk. "Get up."
I rise to my feet.
"Take it with you or you won't get very far."
I push the drip bag along with me as I step out into a white corridor, multiple doors lined it. Some people were banging on theirs while others were quiet or sobbing behind them. ""Walk!" Cooper snaps and shoves me forward.
My bare feet move slowly, one in front of the other as I try to guess how many people are here. And what they might have done to end up here.
We get to a door and Cooper uses a key to unlock it. He locks it behind us too.
"Where are you taking me?"
He's silent as he pushes me on. "Is this for what I did to Neah?"
"I told you, I have no interest in the Alpha. Though many would call that treason." He directs me into another room and points me to the chair. "You've met her?" I was starting to think he hadn't. He may know her name, but he didn't seem to know she was mated either.
"What does it matter to you?"
"Because if you had met her, you would know that we are siblings."