Page 60 of The Enforcers: KANE

That got them.

“She turns them into zombies?” Rafe asked.

“In a way,” Rachelle said. “Her commands are basically impossible to resist, and the neurochemical reaction acts like an addiction. They crave her presence—her approval—to the point that separation from her causes withdrawal symptoms so severe it breaks their minds. They literally can’t stay away.”

Kane was leaning against the wall, his eyes closed. Israel was next to him, only inches away.

“But Kane did it,” Jesse said.

“Yeah,” Kane said, not opening his eyes. “Kind of. Spent a lot of nights chained to a bed to keep me from going back.”

“Holy fuck,” Rafe whispered again.

No kidding. Rachelle’s stomach clenched just watching Kane’s misery.

“But he did get away,” Jace said.

“Yes,” Rachelle said. “As far as Gen-X, the Agency, and the Council can find out, he’s the only one who ever has.”

More shocked silence.

Kane’s head snapped up, and he stared at her, eyes burnished gold. “I’m what?” His face went pale, then red.

She looked straight at him. “You’re the only known person with the mental resistance to have fought off Selina’s influence. That’s the good news.”

“Well, shit,” Rafe said. “Way to go, Stone-friend.” Then he frowned. “Wait. Does that mean there’s bad news?”

She said, “Everybody wants to take his brain apart and find out how he did it.”

Jace’s alpha energy began crackling through the room again, and his eyes got gold flecks in them. “Are you saying they would come after Kane and make him submit to testing involuntarily?”

“Gen-X, absolutely,” Rachelle said. “I wish I could tell you the Council and the Agency wouldn’t, but I can’t. This ability of Selina’s is incredibly dangerous. Replicating Kane’s immunity—whether or not he agrees to testing—may come under the heading of ‘sacrifices for the greater good,’ as far as they’re concerned.”

Kane had slid down the wall until he was sitting on the floor, head in his hands. Israel had moved so his leg was touching Kane’s shoulder, comforting him with touch, the way wolves did.

Kane raised his head. “If they’re so jazzed about experimenting on me, why haven’t they?”

She bit her lip. “They don’t know who you are.”

He fixed his gaze on her, uncomprehending.

She said, “They only know Selina had a crew member called Hunter who left, and took a young wolf shifter with him. They call you Subject Alpha because they don’t know your real name.”

Jace narrowed his eyes. “But you knew it.”

She nodded slowly. “Let’s just say I didn’t think they needed to be aware of that. I still don’t. But if we tell them all this—or if they get their hands on Selina—they’ll find out.”

Jace gazed at her, tapping his fingers on the arm of the chair he was sitting in.

“You’re not suggesting letting her go to protect Kane, are you?” he asked. “And yourself, of course.”

She shook her head. This was her moment of truth.

“I’m also a genetically modified shifter,” she said. “I have unique powers. I can find her.”

Chapter 17

Kane sat on a long metal bench running down the inside of one of the Silverlake vans, across from Rachelle. She was sitting with her eyes closed and her brow furrowed, in deep concentration.