Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
“Amelia is strong,” Val said.
Wolfe had been so focused on Draco, he hadn’t even heard Val come into the clubhouse. He stood by the doorway with Buster and Rascal at his feet. The dogs were sniffing like crazy.
“What?” Wolfe asked.
“I know for a fact that Amelia is not weak. She is strong, probably one of the strongest women in the pack. She can defend herself if the need calls for it. She knows what to do. The difference between her and the others is she doesn’t see a reason to do it.” Val sighed. “She’s not here then?”
“Who isn’t here?” Wolfe asked.
“Amelia?”
“Why would Amelia be here?”
“She called me yesterday. Asked me to look after her dogs. She would have left them alone, but from what I can tell, she’s been getting harassed by the pack, and we all know what the pack thinks of her dogs.” Val clicked his tongue. “She hasn’t returned home. I think … I think she’s gone into the forest.”
“To clear her name?” Draco asked.
“No. I don’t think she cares about that.” Val looked down at the dogs. “I think she’s gone into the forest to find what bit Buster.”
“Rascal bit him,” Wolfe said.
Val snorted. “Seriously?”
“Yeah, Rascal looked rather sheepish—”
He stopped as Val crouched down and asked Rascal to smile. As the dog showed off his teeth, Wolfe realized that dog couldn’t have bit Buster.
“As you can see, Rascal can’t bite Buster. Whatever bit him is still out there.” Val turned toward him. “And seeing as you think Amelia is a liar, that would mean the only one to bite Buster would have been her, right?”
Wolfe stared at Val.
“Only, I’m guessing she was with you the whole time. Which means…”
“There’s something in the forest,” Wolfe said.
And Amelia hadn’t returned home.
Wolfe didn’t wait for any instruction. He took off, rushing out of the clubhouse, past the parking lot, and heading into the forest. Within seconds, he shed his clothes, split his skin, and brought forward his wolf.
Amelia hadn’t been lying.
He’d been wrong.
****
Amelia groaned, reaching for the back of her head.
What the hell was wrong with her?
Putting her hand on the floor, she became aware of concrete beneath her hand. She quickly opened her eyes to take in her surroundings.
Bars.
A cage.
What the fuck?
She had been locked in a cage.
“Ah, I see you’re awake.”
Amelia looked toward the door, and there was the vet.
“Doctor Milton,” she said. “What’s going on?”
He laughed. Milton just laughed.
The sound wasn’t natural but on the verge of hysterics.
Amelia went to stand up, but cried out.
Looking down, she saw her leg had been broken.
What the fuck had happened?
She didn’t remember breaking her leg.
Milton stepped toward the bars. “I’m sorry, but I had to take precautions. I couldn’t risk you trying to run or even worse, attacking me.”
“I have no idea what is going on here, Milton,” she said.
“It’s still Doctor Milton.” He held a gun in his hand.
Amelia frowned at it. “You’re going to kill me?”
“Actually, I don’t want to kill you, but I would like some answers.”
In all the times she had visited Doctor Milton, not once had she thought of him as evil.
She inhaled and frowned. All this time, Milton smelled like a human.
This time, he didn’t. There was no human smell on him.
He fired the gun, only, to her surprise, it didn’t send out metal bullets.
Amelia screamed as the wooden bullet embedded in her shoulder. The pain was instant, and with the force of the shot, she collapsed to the floor, cupping her shoulder.
“But I am going to hurt you a little bit. It will help me to understand, actually. I know metal bullets are a lot more painful, but wooden ones, they’re easier to heal around.”
“You broke my leg, and now you’re shooting at me.”
“I know what you are,” Milton said, screaming the words. “I know you’re a wolf, or a shifter. You’re going to tell me how to get rid of it.”
Perspiration dotted her forehead. “How to get rid of what?” Now that she was fully awake, Amelia couldn’t quite understand.
Her leg was broken, and she was going to need to heal it, otherwise, her body was going to heal with it in the wrong place, which would then mean it would have to be rebroken to fix it.
That wasn’t pleasant. No, that was even more painful. Even for a wolf.
Now with a wooden bullet in her shoulder, she was also at risk of losing blood.
“This!”
Amelia watched in surprise as Milton started to change. He wasn’t quite a wolf, but also not quite human either.
From the way he was behaving, she knew Milton hadn’t been a wolf from birth. Not like her or the pack, or most of the wolves she knew.
This was different.
Milton screamed, and his head shook from side to side at the same time he slammed his palm against his head so violently before he finally brought whatever he was back under control.