Warning! This chapter contains a rape scene! Please skip this if you don't want to read about that! Otherwise, read on and add fuel to the hatred of Dr. Travis and Logan!!
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Kaine closed his eyes for a moment and let Luka's thoughts sink in. Luka was trained by the compound members to only care for and defend his master. Yet, now he was very distraught about a human that Kaine had no idea about nor why this particular human had caught his attention. When he re-opened his eyes, he focused his complete attention on the grey hybrid whimpering in front of him. Once this was all sorted out, he'd have to meet with Lia to get to the bottom of this.
Luka, you are going against what you're trained for. Your master is your only concern. You were trained to believe that as soon as you were weaned.
Please! Help her!
Stop this now!
Please! Help Cadence!
Luka's plea kept going through Kaine's mind to the point of where he had to close off himself off so that he wouldn't have to listen to the begging hybrid.
"Marshall, I want Luka taken into the lower level and caged up in the hybrid wing. He may need restrained with how worked up he is. I do NOT want him injured at all! Make sure that no harm comes to him no matter how shitty he gets!"
"Yes, sir," Marshall replied. He grabbed ahold of Luka's rope lead and started walking towards the basement of the manor half dragging him along with him.
"Syd," Kaine continued on, "Call Trina. Tell her that Luka needs to stay with us while we sort out what he's so worked up about and figure out why he's so in tuned with this other human. Afterwards, I want you to go down to the hybrid ward and help Marshall if he needs it. Understood?"
"It will be done," Syd said as she takes off heading into the compounds offices to make the call.
Kaine rubbed at his temples trying to figure out what to do next and trying to relieve the pressure of Luka's thoughts running through his head. What was so important about this woman that Luka demanded the pack to go after her and save her? Humans died all the time for various reasons, so why did this one matter?
Jake, come to me!
Moments later, a large brown wolf came trotting up to Kaine from the wooded region behind the manor. He lowered his head as a sign of respect to Kaine, who acknowledged his submission before Jake shifted. Jake stood about the same height as Kaine although he had a smaller muscular build. He was scrappier, but almost as powerful as his best friend. He had dark brown hair and honey colored eyes.
Jake was Kaine's right-hand man. They grew up together, trained together, and became the powerhouse for the clan together. Jake knew when Kaine was angry or upset at something. Hell, everyone knew. The pack always treaded lightly whenever those days happened because he could be an asshole about the slightest things. However, Jake knew how to approach him and talk to him whenever he was in these moods. He kept getting moodier after Jake became mated with Lia.
"Jake," he sighed and folded his arms across his broad, muscular chest, "I need advice."
"What's going on? I just saw Marshall carrying Luka down to the holding pens. Is something wrong with him? I thought they were just taking out the bad eye," Jake said with concern lacing his voice. The wolf hybrids were prized amongst the pack and made it possible to have allies in the human world as well. Luka was one of those and had been one of the best. Jake had personally worked on training Luka for his job of guarding Trina Jones. Lia had tried, but it was obvious that at a very young age, Luka was going to need some serious training and work. Jake gladly stepped up to help his mate and together, they trained Luka to be one of the very best guarding hybrids around.
Kaine sighed and went through everything that happened when Luka returned and Jake quietly listened as he customarily did. "Luka is insistent that we go help this girl which is what I don't get. With his training, he shouldn't be caring one bit about some bitch that cared for him and yet, something intrigued him about this woman," he paused and thought some more about the situation.
"Kaine, with all due respect, we don't go off chasing damsels just because one of our hybrids comes back screaming that we must," Jake stopped for a moment to look into Kaine's face and tried to gauge his emotions. Finally, he decided to continue on with his thought, "However, this IS Luka we are talking about. You're right; he's the best of the best. If he says something is wrong, maybe we should consider. We don't know this woman, but he obviously saw something in her that we don't understand just yet."
Kaine closed his eyes and let his best friend's words sink in some more. He then reached out his mind to Luka who was pacing the cage. He was constantly repeating that he had to get to her and the name, "
Cadence
."
'
What in the fuck am I thinking,'
Kaine thought to himself angrily. "Jake, bring Luka to me. We're going on our first wild goose chase."
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Catie woke up very groggy and in an unfamiliar setting. The area smelled of mildew and was very dark, so she guessed that she was in a cellar or basement. Where she was another mystery. She couldn't see very well due to it being so dark. She also couldn't move at all. Upon further investigation, she noticed that her arms and legs were strapped down on a surgical-like table and that she was nude. She shivered from the cold crawling along her backside and from fear. She strained with all of her senses to see if she could pick up any clues as to where she was or who was holding her here. There was nothing.
She felt adrenaline kicking in and that she was starting to panic.
'Relax Catie.
' she said to herself as she tried to focus on taking deep breaths to keep calm. This was a difficult feat to accomplish since her mouth was taped shut. Slowly, she focused on slowing her rapid heartbeat and on continuing her breathing exercises. '
Maybe the trips to the therapist helped after all,'
she thought to herself while chuckling a little bit. After about 15 minutes of working on calming down, she relaxed enough to get a little bit of sleep.
She then woke up to someone or something shaking the table violently. This time she felt fabric over her eyes and that her limbs were tied even tighter to the table. She knew that there would be ugly bruises on her after she was able to get off of this table. If she could....
"You're awake beautiful. How was your sleep? I do hope that you rested well."
