Wolf in Pursuit (Salvation Pack: The Next Generation Book 2) by N.J. Walters

Author:N.J. Walters [Walters, N.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 2022-02-07T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Amy’s head throbbed. What the hell? She didn’t get headaches. Wolves were disgustingly healthy. Had she hit it?

Danger!

Her wolf stirred. Instinct warned her to stay still and silent. She was lying on a bed or cot of some kind with a thin, scratchy blanket over her. The musty scent wasn’t encouraging. She fought the urge to wrinkle her nose.

The cobwebs in her brain cleared. A surge of anger roared through her.

They’d abducted her.

The last thing she remembered was something sharp poking into her skin. She’d been drugged by a woman—Fleur Landry. Amy was sweating, her body working hard to push out the last of whatever they’d pumped into her.

Keeping her breathing slow and steady, she listened intently, trying to gauge her surroundings. A boom of thunder rattled the room. Rain pattered against the tin roof. The storm was overhead, and it was a nasty one. It also made it more difficult for her to discern any other noises.

Focus!

Damned if she’d let anyone pluck her off the street like a stray dog. She had a pack, people who loved her.

Had Gracie seen what happened? She’d likely called the local sheriff—exactly what they didn’t need. It was the unwritten rule that every wolf lived by: Never attract human interest. That would only lead to bloodshed and death.

They’d look at Etienne’s abandoned truck and find his registration. That would lead the authorities back to her pack. Etienne would be furious—at her for getting abducted, but mostly at himself for letting it happen. Not that it was his fault, but after a lifetime study of alpha males, she knew how he’d think. She had to believe he was alive and already looking for her. The alternative was too hard to bear.

God, what a mess. She wanted to slap Luc Landry senseless. He’d acted without thought, putting all of them in jeopardy.

Her mouth was bone dry, and her stomach chose that moment to growl. She hadn’t eaten much of anything today. It was time to move and take stock of the situation. She’d always been a talker. If she could convince them to let her go, maybe they could put the brakes on an already bad situation before it got worse.

When she went to raise her hand, it pulled up short. What the hell? Opening her eyes, she glared at the thick metal cuff that encircled her wrist. A rather impressive chain ran from it to a heavy-looking circle that had been bolted to the wall.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” she muttered under her breath. Enough was enough. Sitting up, she swung her feet over the edge of the cot. Her sneakers were gone. She snorted. Like that would stop her.

Grabbing the length of chain, she pulled. Her muscles strained. The chain held, but the wood had squeaked. She didn’t care how she got loose as long as she did. Gritting her teeth, she braced her legs and yanked. Was there some movement or was that wishful thinking?

“You’re awake.” Luc stood in the open doorway, his black hair damp and slicked away from his face.

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