“Eh. It might take a minute, but I’m sure I can get it in the right shape.”
My heartbeat starts to pulse in my ears. “I’ll help.” The words sound like they come from outside my body.
The Cathedral. She’ll be a zombie there. She’ll lose all her fire. What will happen to our bond?
Sam snarls, reaching for me. “Get the fuck back here—”
“I felt her. She’sterrified,” I snap, turning on him. “Her emotions broke through the bond and I’ve never felt her be scared before. Even when she was facing down that alpha last night.”
Kole steps between us, grabbing Sam by his collar and pushing him against the wall.
Sam’s nostrils flare in anger. “What thefuckdo you think—”
“Everyone needs to calm down!” West shouts, and it’s only then I realize I had started to growl again. West is looking at all of us like he’s not quite sure how he ended up in this mess.
She needs to get out of there. Buthow?
“I will not sit by while my omega is tortured,” Kole snarls in Sam’s face.
“Do you think Iwantto do that? I don’t! But we have to play our cards right! One wrong move and they’ll bury all of us before we can lift a finger to get her back. And then she’ll have no one. Is that what you want?”
Kole’s breathing becomes labored as he stares at Sam, conflicting emotions warring in his expression. Sam just stares right back. The orderly is a big-ass guy, but he’s no match for Kole in the physical sense
Finally, Kole releases him, growling as he runs his hands through his hair. “What the fuck are we going to do?”
She had to have a plan for this. A back-up, in case things went wrong. Surely, her brother wouldn’t let her come here if—
Her brother.
Declan.Howdo we get a hold of Declan?
“We need to figure out how to contact Declan.” My words seem to snap everyone out of their stupor.
Sam snaps his fingers. “Yes. I’ll—” He frowns. “Do you hear that?”
“Hear what?” Kole frowns.
“Shhh!” I hear it. Is that…squeaking at the air vent?
I scramble to the corner of the room, popping the cover off the vent. “Turnip!” Relief fills my chest. Jo had been so worried about her.
The rest of the guys watch as the little gray and white rat stands on her hind legs as she looks up at me, chittering nervously. She sniffs the air once before scurrying out of the vent and climbing up to myshoulder. “Where have you been?” I ask the rodent, scratching under her chin. “Jo’s been worried sick about you.”
As if recognizing her favorite person’s name, Turnip perks up, her head moving around the room wildly as she sniffs the air again.
“What the fuck?” Sam mutters, taking a step towards us. “It’s an actual rat? How?”
“So it is decided?” Kole asks, eyeing Turnip warily. “We find a way to contact Declan, getLisichka, and then we get out of here, yes?”
Sam, West, and I all exchange a look. It seems like this is the only thing wecando.
“You two, come with me.” Fuzzy, the gruff cook, looks down at Kole and me as I try to swallow a bite of pasta that tastes like cardboard. Adela doesn’t seem to mind it though, so maybe it’s just me.
The beta had blanched when she sat her tray next to us, realizing that Jo was nowhere to be found. I had insisted, of course, that she still sit with us. I’ve grown rather fond of the soon-to-be mother the last week.
We haven’t told her about the Jo situation yet. Once we have a plan, we can fill her in, but right now Adela just thinks she isn’t feeling well.
Adela’s eyes grow wide as she looks between us and the cook.
