Otherworldly Bad Boys: Three Complete Novels Page 28

  “Hollis,” she said, her voice hoarse.

  Hollis smiled, and his dimples popped out. “Seems like this is what a guy’s gotta do to make time with you, Dana.”

  She shook her head. “No, Hollis.”

  He laughed.

  “Please,” she whispered.

  “Thought you’d like it,” he said. “Thought this was your idea of flirting.” He crossed the basement to her and cupped her chin with one hand. “I’d do anything for you, Dana. Anything at all.”

  He pressed his lips against hers.

  She tried to struggle, but the chains held her fast.

  * * *

  Avery stalked into the conference room. “Where is she?”

  For once, Cole Randall didn’t look smug. Instead his face had a wan look to it. He looked worried. He glared up at Avery. His voice was a growl. “Took you long enough to realize something was wrong.”

  Avery yanked out a chair and sat down. “You did this and don’t pretend you didn’t. I know you’re communicating with those wolves outside. I’ve heard you. You snatched Dana.”

  “She’s missing, then?” said Cole. “I can only feel that something’s wrong. She and I are connected, you know.”

  “Oh,” said Avery. “I do know all about that. You’re the reason I can’t put my hands on her without her doubling over in pain. She still wants me to, though. She wants rid of you so badly.”

  Cole’s jaw twitched. “You want my help?”

  “Why else would I be here?”

  “Then don’t taunt me.” Cole’s eyes flashed. He lifted his chained hands. “I’d rip you apart for touching her if I could.”

  Avery settled back in the chair, folding his arms over his chest. “Now who’s itching to get in a scuffle?”

  Cole sucked in breath through his nose. “We don’t have time for this. Something’s happened to Dana. I can sense that she’d frightened. We have to find her.”

  “We?” Avery laughed. “I don’t think so. I’m only here because you’re behind it.”

  He shook his head, his expression drawn. “I’m not.”

  Avery regarded him through narrowed eyes.

  “You’re a tracker, aren’t you?” said Cole. “Why aren’t you following her scent?”

  “I can’t. She was running. At least, as far as I know. That’s the last place that she said she’d be. I tried to follow a scent, but she runs there all the time. Runs around in circles. All I can do is go around in circles after her.”

  Cole leaned forward. “I could get her scent.”

  “No.”

  “I could,” said Cole. “You know that Dana can smell me. You know it’s different. That’s how you got my scent to bring the betas here, isn’t it? She could pick my clothes out of the laundry with no problem.”

  “How do you know about that?”

  “I know a lot of things,” said Cole.

  “Your wolves on the outside,” said Avery. “The ones you whisper to. They’re reporting everything to you.”

  Cole didn’t give any indication whether Avery was correct or not. “Thanks for bringing all my betas here, incidentally. That was quite a nice favor.”

  Avery cocked his head. “Why do you say that?”

  “Let me track Dana,” said Cole. “You can keep me in chains. I’ll be slow, but I’ll be able to smell her.”

  Avery stood up. “This is all a trick isn’t it? This is a way for you to get out of here. I don’t think so.” He started for the door.

  “Wait,” said Cole. “She’s in danger.”

  Avery whipped around. “And you care?”

  “Of course I care.”

  “You tried to kill her.”

  “Don’t be ridiculous,” said Cole. “I would never hurt her. You just don’t understand her. The girl needs a little danger to really get turned on. Someone like you is never going to be enough for her.”

  Avery slammed the door in his face.

  * * *

  “I didn’t have access to the internet at the SF, it’s true,” Hollis was saying. He paced in front of her. “But I had access to a library. And there were some old Fredrich Sullivan collections there. I read up. Things started to make sense to me about what you’d told me, and about what I’d read in your psychiatrist’s files.” He looked at her, smiling sympathetically. “It’s not your fault, Dana. You’re Cole Randall’s mate.”

  “I know that,” she said. “And that doesn’t explain why you’ve got me chained up here. Unchain me, Hollis, and we’ll talk. But this isn’t the way to get my attention.”

  “Oh, I think it is,” he said. “See, I learned that there’s only two ways to break the bond between mated werewolves. One is death. If I killed Cole, everything would be okay. The other is to mate with you in wolf form myself. Then you’ll be mated to me.”

  She blanched. “Hollis, please.”

  “It has to be wolf form to work,” said Hollis. “That’s why I’ve waited. If I could do it in human form, I would have done it while you were passed out.”

  She felt sick. What was wrong with Hollis? He’d always been overly persistent, intent on getting his way, but this seemed over the top. Possibly his wolf instinct to mate with her hadn’t added positively to the mix of his already volatile emotions. Still, maybe she could appeal to his better side. “The Hollis I know isn’t a rapist.”

  He grinned. His dimples were demented. “After it’s all over, Dana, you’ll want me all the time. So, I don’t really think it’ll be rape. Not if you’re mine afterwards.”

  She wanted to throw up. He was right. If Hollis was successful, she’d feel the same way about him that she now felt about Cole. It was unpleasant and annoying, but she couldn’t deny that she enjoyed being with Cole. Dammit. This was sick and disgusting. How could the animal world create something like this? Essentially taking a female alpha was rape, no matter how you looked at it. And afterwards, the female submitted.

  Now that she thought about it, maybe that was the root of all rape anyway. Maybe it was that buried animal instinct in the human male brain, hoping that things would work out just like they did when they were all wild.

  Well, Cole could sing the praises of nature all he wanted. This was one place where civilization had nature beat. Civilization didn’t condone rape. And if it meant that nature had to be unbalanced just to get that one benefit, Dana was all for it. Nature was cruel. She didn’t want any part of it.

  “But I’ll hate you,” she said to Hollis. “I’ll look for ways to get away from you.”

  “You won’t hate me,” he said. “You’ll want me. You’ll be obsessed with me. You’ll touch yourself and think of me. I’ll be your world.”

  She hated him already. She spat in his face.

  Hollis recoiled, wiping at her saliva. “You little bitch.” He slapped her face.

  She was pushed back from the impact. She swung a little on the chains that held her, feeling the sting on her cheek. She tossed her head and smiled at him. “Cole never slapped me, you idiot. He tried to kill me, but he never called me a bitch.”

  Hollis leaned close. “Let’s not talk about him, shall we? Look, Dana, I’m going to wait until the moon comes out, I’m going to shift into a wolf, and I’m going to fuck you. And there isn’t anything you can do about it.”

  “I won’t shift,” she said. “I’ll stay in human form. You said it would only work in wolf form.”

  “Then you’ll be dead,” said Hollis. “I’ve never let my wolf out unfettered by the walls of the SF, so I’m not entirely sure, but I’m pretty sure that if a werewolf sees a chained-up human girl, it’s chow time.”

  Her heart sank. He was right. She was going to have to shift. She could try to fight him off then. After all, her wolf belonged to Cole, and it wasn’t going to want anyone else to take her. She might manage. But she was chained up, and she wasn’t sure she’d be able to fight. He’d probably do it. She was going to be mated to Hollis. And he was right. There was nothing she could do about i
t.

  * * *

  Avery sat in front of Ursula’s desk, his head in his hands. “I don’t know where she is. I’ve tried everything I can to pick up her scent. I can’t find it.”

  “You’re sure she didn’t run off?” Ursula said. “Isn’t that what she did last full moon? She killed that rogue.”

  “I went to see Randall,” said Avery, lifting his head. “She hasn’t been near him in weeks, and he says he doesn’t know where she is.”

  “You believe him?”

  “I think I do. He says he can sense that she’s in danger, and he seems worried.”

  Ursula furrowed her brow. “Why would he be able to sense that she was in danger?”

  Avery sat back in his chair. “Right. You don’t know.”

  “I don’t know what?” said Ursula. “What have you two been keeping from me?”

  He sighed. “I don’t think she’d want you to know, but I don’t know what else to do about it.”

  Ursula raised her eyebrows. “You know something, you better tell me, Avery Brooks.”

  He took a deep breath. “When she got captured by Randall, something happened between them. It’s weird and kind of gross, but apparently, they have this werewolf bondy thing now. She’s his mate.”

  Ursula made a face. “His mate? Is that why she was hugging him when I found them?”

  Avery nodded.

  “Well, that’s disgusting.”

  “You think Gray doesn’t know that?” he said. “She can’t do anything about it. It’s out of her control. It’s this animal instinct thing.”

  Ursula got out of her desk. “You know, I never liked that aspect of Sullivan’s work. It turns us all into beasts with no free will.” She walked around the desk and leaned up against it. “I don’t believe that. I believe we have choices, no matter what.”

  “But we proved that Randall was an alpha,” said Avery.

  “I know,” she said. “I’m not denying that this sort of thing exists. There are alphas and mates and all that other crap, much as I don’t want there to be. You proved it to me. But that doesn’t mean that we have no control over ourselves.”

  Avery shrugged. “Trust me, King. She’s not in control.”

  “You think he made her leave, then?”

  “I don’t know,” said Avery. “He said he could track her scent better. And it’s true, they have some weird scent thing. But I’m not sure if he isn’t just angling to get out. We use him to find Dana, how easy is it going to be to keep him on a leash?”

  “Are you asking me to let Cole Randall out, Brooks?”

  He spread his hands. “I’m asking what you think of the idea.”

  There was a muffled crashing noise from beneath their feet.

  Ursula straightened, looking at the ground. “What was that?”

  Another loud noise.

  Avery stood up. “Is that coming from the wing where the betas are being kept?”

  Ursula started for the door to the tracker office, with Avery right behind her. She put her hand on the doorknob, but the door was flung open.

  Kayla was outside, out of breath. “King, we’ve got a big problem.”

  CHAPTER TWENTY

  But wait, if that were true, if Hollis were going to be her alpha, that would break the bond between her and Cole, wouldn’t it?

  Dana tugged on her chains, her eyes closed deep in thought. Hollis wasn’t around. He’d gone off to the upper part of the house hours ago when she’d stopped talking to him. She heard his footsteps overhead occasionally, and she watched the sliver of light under the basement door, trying to gauge how late it was.

  She wasn’t sure if Hollis would shift as soon as the moon appeared or if he would wait. She wasn’t sure which she preferred. She was trying to get things straight in her head.

  If Hollis was her alpha, he’d control the betas, and that would solve the problem, just the way she’d thought that it would when Avery would be bonded to her.

  But this was better. Because if she were mated to Hollis, she’d have no problem killing him.

  She smiled grimly. Any sympathy she had for him had melted away. He was forcing himself on her. Cole had tried to kill her, chained her up in this basement, and tortured her, forcing her to shift. But when it came down to it, Cole had never forced anything sexual on her against her will. Perhaps that was a blurred line when it came down to whether or not they were mated or not. And maybe it was a silly excuse. Cole Randall deserved to die, but she wasn’t sure that she could ever kill him. On the other hand, she really wanted to kill Hollis Moore.

  Once Hollis was dead, she wouldn’t be mated to anyone. And the betas would be free. It was the answer to all her problems. All she had to do was let him mate with her.

  Of course, once they were mated, she didn’t know if she’d be able to force her wolf to attack him. She was ready to try it, though.

  * * *

  The hallways of SF headquarters were jammed with fur and claws.

  The hinges of a door splintered, the wood bulging. The door gave way as three large wolves pushed their way through, growling.

  An SF worker hit the floor, brandishing his tranquilizer gun. He got off a shot, but it went wide, sinking into the wall.

  A wolf leapt on him, tearing the gun from his hands, raking claws deep into the man’s back.

  The wolves surged into the stairwell, racing up the stairs. Their tongues hung out over their sharp, white teeth, glistening in the fluorescent lights as they panted.

  More workers met them with tranq guns.

  A wolf went down, whimpering and moaning.

  The others leaped over him, barreling into the workers, teeth and claws flashing.

  The wolves crushed the men, furry bodies surging over the workers, moving up the steps, taking over the building.

  There were too many wolves to stop them all.

  * * *

  “This facility is designed to withstand the force of werewolves,” said Ursula, staring down the hallway at the snarling mass of fur.

  “Ten wolves,” said Kayla. “Maybe twenty. This is more than that.”

  Avery grabbed her by the arms. “They’re Randall’s betas, aren’t they?”

  She nodded.

  He turned, sprinting down the hallway as fast as he could.

  “Brooks!” yelled Ursula. “Where are you going?”

  “To find Randall,” he yelled back. “He’s trying to break out!”

  “Wait,” yelled Kayla.

  He paused, turning.

  “If you’re going down there, take this!” She tossed him a tranquilizer gun. “You’re going to need it.”

  * * *

  “Unchain me, Hollis,” she said. She tried to keep her voice even and steady, seductive even.

  He sneered. He was shirtless, but she could barely see him in the scant light of the basement. Apparently, Cole’s electricity had been turned off, since he no longer lived here. It was dark and cold down here. She could only see snatches of Hollis’ bare skin. It looked gray in the moonlight that filtered down from the lone, high window.

  “I’m not an idiot, Dana,” he said. “If I unchain you, you’ll run.”

  She shook her head. “I won’t. I’ve decided it’s a good idea. I want free of Cole. This is the way to do it.”

  “Nice try.”

  Dammit. If she wasn’t unchained, she’d have a hell of a time killing him afterwards. He needed to listen to her. “Hollis, how are you going to mount me if I’m stretched out like this? Wolves don’t do it in missionary position, you know.”

  Hollis seemed to hesitate, as if he was thinking about what she was saying.

  She held her breath, hoping he’d let her down.

  * * *

  “Let me into his cell,” screamed Avery. The rest of headquarters was chaos, but maximum security seemed intact.

  The guard on duty searched his keychain. “Hey, Brooks, what’s going on up there? Everything okay?”

  Avery laughed shakil
y. “Everything’s pretty much fucked, actually. And it’s this bastard’s fault.”

  The guard slid the key in and opened the door.

  Avery stalked inside. The door closed behind him.

  “Brooks,” said Cole’s voice, darkly amused. “Right on schedule.”

  Avery felt a strong hand close over his throat. He grabbed at it, but he couldn’t breathe. He wasn’t strong. And he was too surprised to know what to do.

  Cole pushed Avery up against the wall of his cell, searching with the hand not on Avery’s throat until he found the tranq gun. “Thanks,” he whispered, pushing the gun against Avery’s shoulder and squeezing the trigger.

  Avery tried to yell, but there was no air.

  Cole held him there until Avery stopped moving. Then he banged on the door.

  “Had enough of him?” called the guard.

  “Definitely,” said Cole.

  The door opened.

  Cole shot the tranq gun again.

  The dart caught the guard in the throat.

  Cole chuckled. “Have a good nap.”

  The guard fell down face first, propping open the door to the cell.

  Cole stepped over the body, out into the hallway, aiming and shooting darts at anything that moved.

  * * *

  Hollis ripped at her shirt. “Maybe if you’re naked, you’ll be less likely to run.”

  Whatever made him happy. As long as he unchained her. She really wished he would get it over with. Break the bond with Cole and let her get on with killing him.

  He pulled the tatters of her shirt away from her skin and leered at her.

  She wanted to hide from his gaze. She felt violated, as if his eyes were somehow taking something from her. She wanted to shift. It would be easier in wolf form. It would be less... real somehow.

  Hollis’ fingers skimmed over her breasts.

  She shuddered.

  “I remember the first time I made love to you. Do you remember that?” He nuzzled her ear.

  Dana gritted her teeth. “Just do it. I don’t want to waste time going down memory lane.”

  “Something about you... There’s always been something about you.” He kneaded her breast. “You feel it right? You pretend like you don’t. But I’d always known there was something special about us together.”