Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 140780 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 704(@200wpm)___ 563(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 140780 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 704(@200wpm)___ 563(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
“Listen to her.” I coughed as the panther whimpered and dragged his sandpaper tongue over my hairline. “Ugh, you dumb beast, stop that.”
He ignored me completely, his claws kneaded the bedding, his out-of-control purr rattling straight through my bandaging and bones.
My eyes met Rook’s over the panther’s bulk.
She stiffened, looking just as confused as I was about what was happening between us. The level of connection that was building.
I knew next to nothing about her but...
It was her.
The girl who’d gotten me out.
The girl who’d stood by my side when no one else ever had.
Whisper grumbled, pissed off I wasn’t appreciating his affection even though he did his best to kill me with it.
Rolling my eyes, I grabbed his whiskered cheeks, and smacked a kiss right on his cold, wet nose. “You crazy creature. I’m alive. I’m fine. Now will you get off me?”
I swore he grinned, his whiskers flaring as he gave me another lick before vaulting off. The heavy thud of his paws landed just before he threw a warning growl at the two doctors.
I had no idea how I was here, where here was, or why they’d agreed to help me but...that was irrelevant.
This room wasn’t in Cinderkeep, which was good, but it looked like just another cage, which was bad.
Glancing around the space, I tried to get my bearings as the older doctor crossed his arms, his white smock meticulously clean, apart from a few streaks of blood on the cuffs.
“Harry’s right,” he muttered. “If you get an infection from that cat—”
“I won’t.” Sitting upright, my fingers strayed to the bandage and prickly stitches beneath. The room didn’t stay in one place, but I didn’t feel like I was dying anymore.
I glowered at the men, usual suspicion filling me.
I had a lifelong distrust of everyone, but...if they were going to harm me, they would’ve done it while I was unconscious. Therefore...I would be nice. Or at least try. “Thank you.” The words stuck in my throat. “For sewing me up.”
The younger doctor rolled his eyes; his face caught between professional outrage and sheer disbelief. “You think saying thank you makes all of this okay? Who the fuck are you? How are you even awake, let alone sitting upright? We gave you a local and a sedative. You’re hypovolaemic. You should be unconscious.”
Whisper punctuated the doctor’s anger with a hiss.
But apparently, the doctor wasn’t done. “We’ve done our duty and saved your life. We’ve ignored the fact that your cells had already started to knit together—which is impossible. Pretended that your unnaturally hot body temperature—that’s three degrees higher than a normal person, by the way—somehow doesn’t give you a life-threatening fever. Your heart rate doesn’t follow the usual cardiac pattern, your coagulation markers are different, and your oxygen saturation is a mess.”
“Harry,” the older doctor warned. “Enough.”
Harry completely ignored him. “I keep telling myself I don’t want to know. I agree with Roger that the more we know, the more danger we’ll be in, but your body isn’t normal. You aren’t normal. That cat isn’t normal. That device inserted in your chest isn’t normal. And I want to leave. Right the fuck now.”
The older doctor, Roger, pinched the bridge of his nose. “This is all getting a bit much. I was able to ignore the zoo animal but...” He used his hand to wave at me as if I was the problem. “Harry does have a point. There’s no logical explanation to how you’re awake and talking...or why your temperature is so high.”
My gaze shot to Rook’s, craving the cold energy of her company.
Rook gulped and looked at my chest, locking onto the piece of metal that made my life a living hell. Even away from Cinderkeep, I was still a prisoner. Still at the mercy of Marcus’s little remote. I could run to the other side of the planet, and he would still be able to kill me with a flick of a switch.
Rook moved closer. “Lucien...if you’re strong enough. We need to stop wasting time and go.”
“Go?” Harry barked. “Go where?”
Whisper hissed again, throwing his vote into the ring that he was ready to leave, too.
“And just how are you proposing to go?” Harry continued. “We’ve already told you the B&B is surrounded by guards. When I went to the kitchen to get some alcohol for sterilisation, there were men everywhere.” He pointed at the door. “There are two outside right now.”
Roger stepped forward, his glasses catching the light. “I’ve already promised to call the police the moment we leave here. Just...don’t do anything stupid and I’ll send someone to help you, alright?”
I wasn’t used to other men.
For the past twenty years, the only strangers I met were women. And after a lifetime of conditioning, my system commanded me to kill before I could be betrayed.