All the Dogs are Dancing by J.M. Goguen

Author:J.M. Goguen [Goguen, J.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: NineStar Press, LGBT, Romance, paranormal, gay, dystopian future, shifters, vampires, wolves, pack dynamic, AI
Publisher: NineStar Press, LLC
Published: 2018-04-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Seven

I DON’T KNOW why I didn’t die, why the Hunters didn’t kill me, and it scared me. I’d only been scared once in my life, and that moment haunted my dreams on hot summer nights when I couldn’t sleep. But those were dreams. I could wake up from them. Wherever I was, I’d been in and out of consciousness for what had to be days. Not that I could tell what day it was. The only light was the skinny bulb hanging overhead.

My body was covered in dozens of wounds where I’d been shot with the crossbow bolts. I raised my hand; my fingers webbed together while the bones and ligaments inside worked overtime as they tried to heal. They’d beaten me while I’d been unconscious, and I could still feel the pressure of the boot against my throat. At least I didn’t remember that.

I shifted against my place on the wall and winced as the second rib on my right side struggled against the bruised muscles before it finally popped back into its rightful place. I let out a ragged breath and gazed up at the bare lightbulb, then at the thick steel bars that even I couldn’t bend. I turned to the other prisoners who were lying in their cells either dead or near death.

From what I could tell, they were wolves shifted to humans too. They didn’t carry that wild smell I did, but their scent, it was…human? Was that the word? I sighed. My bones felt like weak lead.

But it didn’t matter because the pack was safe. They’d escaped. I made sure of that. Aaron would help them. My lips curled into a smile. Aaron wouldn’t leave. Rock wasn’t there, Fern had said so. Aaron could go home. He’d be safe, and he’d protect Robin too. They’d head North and join the Quebec pack. They’d have everything they needed there; shelter, food, friends.

Everything would be safe. The pack would be safe. Aaron would be safe.

I didn’t kill Rock.

My lips soured at that, and I scowled at the wall. Hopefully he was dead, tossed into some side road, never to trouble Aaron again.

The door at the far end of the hall opened. I rolled my head to the side, curious as a tall, skinny man with dirty blond hair and rumpled clothes walked along the cells until he reached mine. He was roughly one or two years older than me.

“This one,” the man yelled. He pointed at me and five more men, all wearing identical green and black uniforms with masks that only showed their copper eyes, joined him in front of my cell. They were armed with metal batons and a catch pole.

I eyed them, my bruised muscles tensing as the men in masks glanced at each other.

The man slowly opened the door.

“Are you going to come willingly?” His yellow eyes focused on mine. I realized with a jolt he was a wolf in human form. The guards were wolves too.

I wetted my dry lips, tilting my head to the side.

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