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“Something about you makes me feel like I’m with my own kind.” Plus, you are so hot. Mine. Why the hell would he think that?
The door opened and the doctor entered followed by three armed guards.
Gaby stood back, holding her breath as Dr. Tomlin unlocked the cage. Interesting. This close, and in human form, she sensed the wolf in him. A fleeting, but clear aura of a gray wolf. Who knew? Her ability had the curious affect of detecting werewolves, monsters that shouldn’t exist. The three guards stood armed with powerful tranquilizers and a taser. The stoic security men poised to shoot if he so much as twitched. Kane stared at the men and though they looked like linebackers on steroids, they averted their gaze to the floor. Even Tomlin looked down and gave him a wide berth. Yep, the mystery man radiated alpha wolf dominance. It appeared her so-called charm worked on him even while in human form. Why else would he insist on her staying?
“Please, put it on.” Dr. Tomlin handed him a hospital robe.
He smiled and draped it on, with his ass exposed. “You can call me Kane.”
Dr. Tomlin’s eyes widened. “You remember?”
“No. Gaby thought Kane fit better than specimen.”
He nodded absently. “Oh, yes, of course.” He turned to her. “Good idea, Gaby.”
She looked up from the tablet, doing her best not to ogle him. “No problem.”
Tomlin gave her a dismissive nod. “I’ll record the name for Director Giles.”
Kane glared at the guards and met Tomlin’s eyes. “I promise to cooperate if they leave.”
Dr. Tomlin swallowed and turned to the men. “Leave, but guard the door.”
Odd. Dr. Tomlin obeyed Kane just like that. It seemed their prisoner took charge. The guards nodded and did as told. Her hair lifted on her nape and arms. If Kane went wolf, how could they defend themselves? He could easily rip off their heads before the guards came back in. How long would it take the tranquilizer to knock him out before he tore them to pieces? Yet, wasn’t it her job to reason with a maddened wolf? Fortunately, Kane sat on the examination table like a willing patient.
Dr. Tomlin gave him a physical exam, which included blood work. Gaby took copious notes on his behavior, keeping focused on not feeling so awkward. Was his Adonis-like body turning her into putty? She squirmed in her chair. Why did he stare at her the entire time? He must know she was different. Maybe a werewolf could detect her supernatural gift.
Tomlin sighed. “Despite your recent injuries, you appear completely healed. I will run your DNA and maybe get clues on your nature.”
Kane furrowed his brow. “What about my memory?”
“Amnesia is usually temporary, but in your case because of your—species— might take longer. Unless...” Dr. Tomlin shook his head. “Never mind.”
Both she and Kane asked at the same time. “What?”
Tomlin frowned. “It’s possible you are the product of some human/wolf hybridization and you have no prior memories.”
Gaby blurted. “You mean like a clone?”
Kane shook his head. “That wouldn’t explain how I know certain things.”
“They may have programmed you to have working knowledge of our world,” suggested Dr. Tomlin. “Hence, no memories of a past.”
“Pure science fiction,” snorted Gaby. Then again, her kind shouldn’t exist either.
Kane frowned. “Who would do that and then put me up in a damn helicopter?”
“Just a hypothesis,” said Dr. Tomlin. “I’m sure Director Giles will learn more.”
The hybridization labs in New Mexico were a well-guarded secret, but she knew such things were possible. Their experiments dealt with animals. Chimeras often didn’t survive long. Maybe Kane was the exception. Injected with wolf DNA. Perhaps used as a weapon.
“Doesn’t feel like I’m a clone.”
“You’re probably right.” Tomlin handed him a tote bag. “Here’s some clothes.”
“Thanks.” Kane dressed. Cargo pants and black t-shirt. The clothes didn’t hide his ripped body. His muscular physique looked like he worked out 24/7. After weeks of being in a coma, he should have appeared gaunt with no muscle tone. Not ready to join the Olympics.
A man walked in with a lunch tray and bottles of water. A turkey sandwich, three huge hamburgers, and a big bowl of fries.
