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.”

“I…” 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

Vel

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?