Page 112 of Feral Mates
Bred her.
As soon as the door was opened, she finally turned on her flashlight. I could hear her thudding heart and when she purred a tiny whimper, Kai growled.
“Relax,”I told him.“This must be done.”
“I hope the fucking scientist is here.”
“I doubt he is.”
The soldiers moved quickly with Savannah following closely behind. The room housing the laser system was also tightly secured. The same soldier who’d blown open the door took out another set of explosives to use on this one.
She placed her hand on his arm. “Be very careful. There’s far too much power surrounding the laser system. If it sparks, we won’t be able to get out of the building.”
Jake exhaled. “She’s right.”
“I got this, Sarge,” the soldier said in response.
He was careful, the blowback minimum.
There was no hesitation. She moved inside quickly and I could instantly sense her sorrow. She moved closer to the massive system, which was on an entirely different power grid. Off to the side, there was a reflective cube much like the cage we’d beenplaced in. Smaller, it appeared to house the same lighted energy forms we’d seen in the other laboratory.
She stood staring at the glass. As soon as she’d walked in, the light seemed to form into shapes, the one blue light now dancing in various other shades. They pulsed as if alive and she remained mesmerized.
But her sorrow was increasing.
“This is amazing. They’re alive?” Mark asked.
“Yes,” she whispered. “They can hear us even if they can’t see us. They’re responding to our presence.”
“They’re responding to you, little mate,”I told her.
She turned toward me, nodding. “Yes, they are.”
The other men were confused, uncertain what they were seeing.
After thirty seconds, Sam approached. “Doctor. We’re running out of time.”
“Just give me a minute. Just one.” She moved closer to the glass, placing her hand on the surface. Almost instantly, Kai, Roman, and I felt a blast of electricity, current racing through our bodies.
For maybe two seconds, I was allowed to sense the collective thoughts of the lifeforms. There were at least a dozen of them. Some angry. Some afraid. Some sad.
And every lifeform wanted to live.
“I’m sorry,” she told them. “I wish there could be another way, but we’re not ready for you. And you don’t want to be here.” When she took a step away, the lifeforms moved against the glass. The glass cage rattled.
“What in the fuck is that shit?” Jake snarled.
“Life. And we’re killing it.” She turned away from them, tears in her eyes. “Do it.”
She ran her fingers down my back and took long strides out the door. “We free the animals. I won’t leave here until we do.”
Everywhere in the building there were flashing lights. Suddenly, I sensed a presence.
“We soon won’t be alone. We need to go,”I told her.
“No. I’m not leaving here without freeing them. This is partially my fault.” She refused to listen. Damn it.
Within seconds, she’d bolted up the stairs toward the fourth floor with the three of us following.
