Page 86 of Wolf Bound

I’m about to reach for his jugular and squeeze the answer out of him, but my father beats me too it. The alpha’s power that flows through my father’s body begins to radiate into the room. My siblings, being more submissive than I am, all take an instinctive step back, but I stand my ground.

“She asked you a question—what is the breeding program?” My dad bites out between clenched teeth.

“It’s a program to further our species’ advancement,” William coughs out. “We’re trying to strengthen the wolf shifter species.”

“What does that mean?” I question.

“It means we were tired of waiting for some prophecy about a white wolf to come true, so we took science into our own hands, and now we’ve created the first-ever crossbreeds. We weed out the genes that make each species weak and implant the strong genes into one embryo. You should see what we’ve created—they’re magnificent. They’re stronger than you’ll ever be, and every day we’re learning ways to make them stronger still.”

Some people believe the White Wolf Prophecy is pure fiction and believe it to be a fairytale more than anything. And then there are people like my mother who believe it will one day come true. I’m one of the people who have trouble believing it is real. While I think it would be great if the prophecy were true, and it could break the vicious cycle of our low fertility rates and slow down the creation of rogue wolves, I’m not holding my breath.

“That doesn’t explain why Nicolai wants Pru,” Remi growls at him.

“We need strong mothers to make strong offspring.” William shrugs like it’s obvious. And now, looking back, it all makes sense to me. Nicolai has been working on this program since he set his sight on Genevieve.

“You volunteered your own sister for his little experiments?” I accuse him. I shoot to my feet and get right down in his face. “And when he couldn’t have her, he decided he wanted my mate.”

“The stupid little bitch deserved everything she got. Genevieve never should have run away with Archer like she did. She knew the risks when she chose him over Nicolai. Unfortunately, it’s my darling niece that has to pay her debt now.” The fear that had been masking William’s face disappears, and a cold look takes its place. “But she’s useless to Nicolai as long as she can’t shift. He’s growing more impatient. None of the torture he’s inflicted has worked thus far. He’ll grow bored of waiting and just…disposeof her soon.”

“Where is she?” I roar as I replace my father’s hand on William’s neck with my own. When I extend my claws and dig them deep into his jugular, blood begins to trickle down his throat and my fingers.

William smirks and laughs, his eyes full of amusement as he stares up at me. “Why would I ever tell you?”

“Because if you don’t, I’m going to rip your arm off and feed it to you,” I threaten. I feel my fangs lengthen, and my eyes shift into their wolf form. I’m losing control of my beast; if this asshole doesn’t give me the information I want in the next few seconds, I’m going to shift in the middle of his penthouse, and then he’ll really be fucked because my wolf’s bloodlust is out of control right now. I’m barely holding him back.

“Do it.” He bares his teeth. “Nicolai is still going to fuck your mate—mentally and physically.”

“Fuck this!” Ransom barks from behind me. “Finish him, Ryker! Or at least let me!”

I dig my claws a little deeper and am about to deliver the lethal blow when Remi yells, “Wait!”

“What is it?” Dad asks.

“I have an address,” she breathes. “Well, there are two. But one of them has to be the right one.” She marches forward and thrusts the tablet into William’s face. “Which one is Pru at? Which one is Nicolai holding her in?”

William stares at the screen before his gaze slowly slides away, but then he looks back at me defiantly before finally answering. “She’s at the facility off Frontage Road. It’s two hours away from here.” His smirk returns when he looks back at the screen. “You’ll never be able to get to her. You’ll be killed the second you walk up to the building.”

“I’m willing to risk it.” I let go of his neck and kick the rolling chair with my foot as hard as I can. William flies across the hardwood before crashing against the large window.

“We’ll have the element of surprise, there’s no way Volkov knows we’re here,” Ranger says.

“No, he’ll know we’re here.” I shake my head.

“How?”

“William here is going to call and tell him we’re on our way.” I sneer down at the man. “Allof us are going.”

40

Pruitt

Jax upped the hellfire dosage this time. My body is weak, and I’m barely able to keep myself upright as I shift positions on the bathroom floor. After an hour of uncontrollably screaming and thrashing, nausea had kicked in, and I was unchained from the table and allowed in the bathroom. I’ve been hugging the toilet and hurling from the pain for a while now. My hair sticks to my sweaty forehead, and I feel beads of sweat drip down my back. I haven’t showered, and I feel disgusting. And now, after throwing up multiple times, I would kill for a toothbrush.

Unable to keep myself upright any longer, I lay down on the cool floor of the bathroom. I don’t even care at this point—I’m already filthy. I groan in pain when I rest my cheek against the tile. My fangs had made an appearance this time around, and I had accidentally bitten my cheek when I was convulsing in pain.

“You look horrible,” Jax comments from the doorway of the bathroom. “I’m sorry I had to do that again.”

“We all do things we regret,” I mumble back. I feel weak, and keeping my eyes open is difficult.Breathingat this point is difficult. I’m so exhausted. On top of not showering, I also haven’t slept since my arrival here. I’m sure my lack of sleep is factoring into my weakness

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