Billy might be right after all.
Nothing quite added up, though. Werewolves, sorcerers, demons, and blood-drinking junkies. And all of it seeming to revolve around Savannah Caine.
My heart began beating harder. “Where’s the redhead now?”
The junkie’s head rolled side to side. “No way, man. His demons will eat my soul.”
Regina growled and stepped forward, but the bastard was beyond threats. It was time to bargain.
“I’ll give you the blood and let you go if you tell me where she is. This is your
only chance,” I said, struggling to stop my wolf from ripping its way out of my chest.
He sniffed the air, sensing the truth of my words. I squeezed his throat, and he gurgled, “Fine, I submit. I’ll tell you.” Sweat rolled down his face. “We were supposed to take her to the abandoned sanitorium on Old Mill Road. That’s all I know. Now let me go, man.”
Truth.
“And the shifter woman, Sam. Is she there, too?” I asked.
“I don’t know,” he panted. “I wasn’t there for that, but probably. Yeah. That’s where they’ve been bringing people.”
I turned to Tony. “Pull up whatever you can on the sanitorium and call in backup. Again, don’t say a word about what you just heard. Understood?”
“What about me?” the junkie snarled. “You said you’d let me go.”
“I did.” I nodded to Tony, and he undid the belt. The junkie staggered back, and I tossed him the vial. “Run.”
And then, in one swift motion, I set my wolf free.
39
Savannah
Buzzing. The oven timer.
I turned my head and groaned. “Alma, shut the buzzer off.”
But the relentless noise continued. Why wouldn’t she shut it off?
My head throbbed, and my throat burned. I tried to move my arms, but they stopped short. Opening my eyes, I squinted against blinding fluorescent light. Wooziness took hold. I tried to turn away but couldn’t move.
My wrists were secured.
I blinked over and over until my eyes adjusted. Finally, I could take in my surroundings. A bare concrete room. An IV stand to my right with a blood bag attached to it. A tube connected to my arm. The buzzing was coming from the overhead light. Judging by my dizziness, I was being drained.
Panic flashed through me. A human juice box for blood demons.
I tried to sit up, but my wrists and ankles were secured to the hospital bed with Velcro straps. I struggled against the bindings, but they were sturdy and wouldn’t budge.
This couldn’t be happening. I searched my groggy mind, attempting to recall how I’d gotten here.
I’d shot two wolves in the forest. Then Billy had appeared…
Billy.
My head throbbed where he had punched me. I knew that bastard was a hateful son of a bitch, but this…he was Jaxson’s brother-in-law, part of the pack.
I poured my anger into straining against my bonds. Then a woman’s voice echoed outside, and I froze. A lock clicked, and the door behind me opened. I closed my eyes and laid completely motionless, trying to calm my thudding heart.