Page 12 of His Rejected Mate


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As badly as I wanted Wyatt to come swooping in like a white knight to save me, I also feared it. Gods only knew what kind of security measures Simon had built into this place. The creatures he had contained here alone would be more than Wyatt could handle on his own. Still, hewouldcome for me. Iknewit. He would fight tooth and nail to save me. It was a quality I’d spent years hating, but now? When I needed it most? I realized it was one of his greatest qualities. He’d never leave someone he loved to fend for themselves.

We reached the exam room, and I spotted the vampire Simon had tortured on the floor. His burst eye had regenerated, but he still gazed out with dead eyes. Whatever Simon had done must have been severe for him to still be healing.

The other tech sat beside Abel’s unconscious form, scribbling notes on a tablet.

Before Simon could return me to the table, a Klaxon alarm ripped through the dull silence of the lab. Everyone, excludingSimon, flinched in surprise. The scientist merely stared up at the warning lights that flashed in time to thewhoop-whoop–whoopsound of the alarm.

“Son of a bitch,” Simon growled, looking angrier than I’d seen him thus far. “That’s the proximity alarm.” He spun to glare at the assistant who’d walked back with us. “Someone has broken through the perimeter. Unleash the gods-damned ferals.Now.”

The assistant sprinted from the room. A surge of hope flushed away the worry that had been gnawing at me. Was this Wyatt coming to save me? I didn’t want to feel the crushing disappointment if it wasn’t him, but I couldn’t help myself. A faint smile played at my lips as I imagined Wyatt storming the lab in search of me.

“You,” Simon snapped at the vampire tech. “Secure this one, and hurry.”

Before she could even stand to obey his order, Simon vanished, stalking down the corridor away from the room. This was my chance. No other time would be as perfect as now.

The tech laid her tablet down and hurried over to me, unbuckling the leather straps keeping my arms bound behind my back.

Digging deep into my mind, I summoned my wolf. I apologized for having suppressed her and hating her all those years, for thinking she’d gone mad and killed an innocent person. I asked her for all the strength she could give me, enough to do what needed to be done, even with my body sedated and weakened.

She responded with a happy, hungry growl.

As soon as my hands were free, I pulled every ounce of strength and power I could summon, pushing away the effects of the drug and wolfsbane. Spinning and lashing out with the back of my fist, I hit the vampire in the chin.

Even with my wolf giving me all she had, it wasn’t enough. The hit was feeble and close to ineffective. It startled more than hurt the vampire, sending her stumbling backward. Surprise was replaced with fear. If I let her recover, it would be over. Myonlychance was surprise.

Leaping forward, I kicked out with both my feet, using mass instead of strength. My heels smacked into her chest. She was flung backward as I crashed to the floor. The assistant careened into the wall, fell forward, and slammed her temple against the edge of the metal table I’d been strapped to earlier. The solid steel corner burst through her skull and into her brain. She fell to the floor, likely dead, even if just temporarily.

The other vampire would be awake any second. I had to move quickly. Rushing to Abel’s side, I ripped the tube from the device on his arm, then began to unstrap the binds that held him. My hands stung as I tugged at the leather straps, and the wolfsbane leached out onto my fingertips. As I struggled, the best sound I’d ever heard in my life echoed from deep within the mountain laboratory: the howl of a familiar wolf. Chills ran down my spine and a grin spread across my face. Wyatt.

Farther away, gunfire erupted.Pop-pop-pop. Trying to ignore it, I finished unbuckling Abel’s arms and went to work on his ankles. After a few moments, I’d freed him. Without the IV pumping shit into him, his eyes fluttered open, but he was in no shape to walk on his own.

I’d managed to get his legs off the table before a hulking shape slammed into me from behind. Crashing to the floor, I found the male vampire, now healed and awake, atop me.

“I see you’ve been busy while I was asleep,” he hissed into my face. “Maybe I will get a taste of that blood after all.” He grabbed my hands and pinned them at my sides, easily overwhelming my weakened strength. His face leered mere inches from my own, and a nasty smile crossed his vampiric face. “Maybe…” Henudged his knee between my legs. “I’ll taste more than your blood.”

“Fuck you!” I used every bit of strength I had left to pull my knees up between us and kick out.

He didn’t go flying like I’d hoped, but he released my hands and tumbled back a foot or two. In a blink, he was back on his knees and coming at me again, an even angrier look on his face. That look of rage and hunger vanished when a furious snarl erupted from behind him. The vampire’s face collapsed into terror before he spun to find Wyatt’s dark wolf stalking toward him, his torn ear twitching, teeth bared.

“No,” the vampire moaned. “No, no, no n—”

Wyatt lunged forward, slamming his jaws against the man’s skull. Wyatt thrashed his head back and forth, sending the vampire’s body flopping side to side like a rag doll. Eventually, the vampire’s head parted from its body, and the bastard was dead for good. The decapitated body tumbled into a corner, where it immediately began to decompose.

Wyatt tossed the head aside and shifted to his human form, rushing toward me. Unable to help myself, tears of relief flooded my eyes. “Wyatt.”

He had me in his arms before I could blink. Collapsing into him, I allowed myself one sob before I forced myself to regain control. We had to be ready to fight our way out. His scent intoxicated me, sending shivers of pleasure through my body. Clutching at him, I basked in his strength. He was alive. He’d come to rescue me. I was a strong woman, but sometimes it was nice to be saved.

Especially if it was by the man you loved.

Chapter 4

Wyatt

Feeling Kira’s body pressed against mine sent a shiver of relief through me that surged all the way to my bones. My inner wolf howled deep, letting out all the stress that had been building within him since Kira went missing.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

She pulled away from our embrace to look into my eyes. “I’ve never been so relieved to see you in my life. That’s saying a lot.”

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