Chapter 37
Had it been any other situation the look of complete surprise on the mans face was almost comical as Cassidy shot towards him. He might have assumed she was a pup and she used that to her advantage. Before, when they had been surrounded by the Blackstone pack, the human half of her had frozen with a fear like state unsure of what to do. She had no wolf then to protect herself or to fight back. Her wolf had been in control for weeks and weeks now, the two halves of the mind slowly coming to terms with each other and accepting one another in the most intimate of ways. That Connection she had been building came into use now, using all the teachings that Jett had spent years drilling into her mind out of repetition and using the pure instinct of her wolf.
Cassidy went after the first thing she could get ahold of, her jaws going wide and clamping right down across the mans face. The mixture of snarls from Cassidy and screams from the man echoed in the room as he stood up, or at least tried to with the vicious she–wolf attached to the front of his head. Cassidy shook him, teeth sinking deeper and bones cracking under the strength of her jaws. She ignored the fingers clawing at her body for purchase and fists pounding to her ribs. It infuriated her and for a moment, she seen a haze of red. Snarling, bones snapped and crushed and the man fell to the ground. He released her in a rush and the second she was free from his hands, she let go of his crushed face and bolted for the door.
The cell had been her home for weeks if not months. She didn’t know how long exactly she had been here anymore but she refused to stay another day or another minute. She came out into the hallway and looked around a little disorientated. She focused and got her bearings quickly. To the left, was the way to the lower floor where the shower was. To the right, she didn’t know but it had to be the way up. She wasn’t going down to the third floor again.
She did not run, she more or less walked, half couched and slinking along one of the walls moving as quickly as she could. Adrenaline was running high through her body and every sense was heightened. She passed two open doors with empty cells before she came face to face with two more rogues. One with a firearm strapped to the hip, his arms around another that looked like he had been through eight rounds with a heavy weight boxer from the torture he received by the guards here. Her hackles rose and she growled, moving before she could even think twice or before the rogue could registered what he was seeing or what was happening.
The man dropped the wounded and nearly dead man like a sack of heavy potatoes when he realized the wolf was coming after him. He had stopped dead in his tracks seeing a white wolf drenched in red. They were only feet apart when he had been dragging one of the prisoners from the cell into the hallway when he glanced down the hall and seen the wolf just as she was leaping for him. The gun was an afterthought as he dropped the man he was helping and caught the body of the she–wolf full force. He was more aware than the first victim had been, but the force of Cassidy coming at him had him stumbling backwards to try and keep his balance. His boot caught on the body he dropped and sent him down, landing hard on his rear and holding a snapping and snarling wolf back just inches from his face.
Cassidy had lunged and jumped up at the man. His hands caught her at the sides of her face and she tried the same tactic she had with the other rogue. The man fell back with her on top of him, holding her back just inches from contact with his face. “Holy Shit!” He was surprised and for a second when he yelled out, they both stilled and stared at each other for a breath of time.
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Michele Gremillion
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.