Cage the Beast by Cheree Alsop

Author:Cheree Alsop [Alsop, Cheree]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-17T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

“Maybe the moonstone is too much for him.” Sir Harbrand’s voice penetrated the darkness.

“Maybe werewolves are weaker than we thought. He’s an Alpha. He should be stronger than this,” Madam Opal replied.

“He was shot by half a dozen bullets. That would have killed a human right off. As it was, I had to use adrenaline to revive him again. I don’t recommend using any more electricity. His heart won’t take much more,” Sir Harbrand recommended.

“Pathetic,” Madam Opal sneered. “A werewolf that can’t take a bullet. How disappointing.”

Sir Harbrand’s voice was hopeful when he said, “Maybe we should terminate him now so we can perform an autopsy. We’d probably learn more.”

“He’s the only werewolf we have until that whelp grows up,” Madam Opal said. “Let’s not be hasty. How is the infant doing, anyway?”

“Not well.” Sir Harbrand’s voice didn’t contain any empathy when he said, “It refuses a bottle and cries nonstop. I’ve a mind to perform an autopsy on it, instead.”

“If you do, your head will be the one having an autopsy,” Madam Opal warned. “Get the whelp to eat, or else.”

Her words hung in the air as her footsteps faded away. I realized by the smell of antiseptic and pain that I was back in the infirmary. I opened my eyes to find that I was still in wolf form, but bound to the table.

“My head will be the one having the autopsy indeed,” Sir Harbrand muttered. “Who will be the one doing it if I’m not around?”

He stood at the other end of the room with his back to me. Edgart was nowhere to be seen. I flexed my muscles to test the bonds. Either Sir Harbrand hadn’t thought me a threat in my weakened state, or Madam Opal had harried him to work quickly. Either way, the straps that held me to the table were leather instead of chain, and no muzzle prevented me from using my fangs. If I could reach my head back far enough, I could chew my way through.

Reasoning as a wolf wasn’t the easiest thing. My instincts demanded that I get out of the weak position, but it was only through sheer concentration that I could think of how to make that happen. If I broke the bonds with Sir Harbrand ready to react, he could shoot me before I got free completely. My best option was to create a state of terror. From what I had seen, he didn’t do well under panic.

He was worried about my heart. By the sound of the monitor near my head, they were monitoring my heartbeat in case of irregularity. Just thinking of my heart made it give a small flutter. There was no doubt in my mind that it had been damaged by the electricity. The question was if I could use that to my advantage without killing myself in the process. I had heard of people who could make their heartbeat slow down by concentrating. I wondered if I could do the same.

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