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Last time I tried to escape, enforcers put me on my ass in a minute flat.
Where are the guards?
Just in time to answer, the door flies open. With my body cooking, there’s no such thing as control.
Just heat.
My flames could blow through a battalion.
The lab assistants collapse in my scent cloud. Thad goes down seizing and foaming. The heat boils my control, but I fight for it, gritting my teeth as I grab the other, still-breathing beta by his lab coat. “Why?”
“Be—” he chokes, “Because—”
“Why would you keep them alive?” I shake him. “What the fuck did I ever do to anyone?”
Is it so wrong to exist?
“Control,” he gasps. “Doctor Brandon said. Stop you. Taking mates. Fi—fighting back. Escape. Too—too dangerous. Just like. Just like—” His eyes bulge.
My safety’s broken, and what little empathy I had left died with those four corpses. Instead of pulling back, I bark, “Just. Like. Who?”
“Your father,” he gasps, then collapses.
I let his body fall.
So that’s why.
Bridget, motherfucking-not-a-mother, Fissure.
My belly cramps.
Every alpha who’s not one of mine better get the fuck out of my way while I run.
But if I run into Bridget first?
I’ve got some shit to say.
Fighting the disgusting sear of beta pheromones, I snatch the assistants’ security badges and the controller for my cuffs.
Wobbling, I hit the button to loosen the straps. I can barely stand long enough to kick free.
I stagger into a hallway blurred like it's smeared in grease, vision fractured between leftover drugs and the building heat.
Alarms scream. Warning lights flash.
It’s too loud, too bright, too hot.
The chaos claws my insides.
I want to be somewhere dark and safe, where the only sounds are my alphas’ heated breaths.
A clawing cramp staggers me into the wall.
I can’t think. Can’t plan.
Just go. Get out.
Freedom is so close.
