Authors: Dani Harper
Changeling Dawn (20 page)
“Obviously I should have had one around my campsite,” said Kenzie, trying to make light of it. The fence creeped her out, and it didn’t look any friendlier when they pulled up to the gate either. Hollywood could film a prison movie here. Her inner wolf growled softly.
Nate snapped open his cell phone. “Hey Jurgen,
open Sesame
.”
open Sesame
.”
The gate slid apart a few moments later and Kenzie quelled the rising sense of alarm she felt as they drove into the compound. Every building was shiny-new and much too clean looking—why would someone pick
white
as a decorative color in the middle of the wilderness? Even hospitals weren’t this sterile and had more windows. Oh God, she wasn’t going to start hyperventilating, was she?
white
as a decorative color in the middle of the wilderness? Even hospitals weren’t this sterile and had more windows. Oh God, she wasn’t going to start hyperventilating, was she?
“So you’re sure Anya’s okay?” she asked as they parked the Humvee in front of the main building. “You know, I just don’t understand why they picked her up in the first place. I’ve never heard of any study that didn’t gather their information in the field.” In a flash, the thing that had been bothering her came clear. “Nate, how did you know about Anya’s white leg?
“You told me, silly. Remember how we figured it was a mutation?”
No. No, they hadn’t, because they’d never discussed it. Ever. She laughed a little, trying to play along even as her g eationeyes darted back to the gate that was now slowly closing. “Oh right, I forgot. See, Nate, I
told
you I was an emotional wreck.” She pivoted fast to launch herself into a run, fast enough that a human would be unable to react to it. To another Changeling, however, her move was obvious and Nate’s reflexes were as sharp as hers. Knife-like pain jabbed her hard in the thigh and set fire to her entire leg. Momentum carried her only a few steps before she stumbled to her knees. Her eyes were already blurring as she saw a grinning Nate hold up a bright orange dart.
told
you I was an emotional wreck.” She pivoted fast to launch herself into a run, fast enough that a human would be unable to react to it. To another Changeling, however, her move was obvious and Nate’s reflexes were as sharp as hers. Knife-like pain jabbed her hard in the thigh and set fire to her entire leg. Momentum carried her only a few steps before she stumbled to her knees. Her eyes were already blurring as she saw a grinning Nate hold up a bright orange dart.
Chapter Eighteen
T
he concrete was cold against her cheek. Layers of scent, laced with the cloying reek of disinfectant, crowded her brain with information. There were Changelings in the room with her, several of them, and all in wolfen form, but they were strangers to her. Wolves, real ones, were somewhere close by. Humans had come and gone recently, people that she didn’t know. But as for Anya, there was no sign the little wolf had ever been here. Wherever
here
was.
he concrete was cold against her cheek. Layers of scent, laced with the cloying reek of disinfectant, crowded her brain with information. There were Changelings in the room with her, several of them, and all in wolfen form, but they were strangers to her. Wolves, real ones, were somewhere close by. Humans had come and gone recently, people that she didn’t know. But as for Anya, there was no sign the little wolf had ever been here. Wherever
here
was.
Do
not
panic. Do
not
Change.
She talked sternly to her wolfen self, so close to the surface that any surge of fear from her would cause it to take over. It was a survival reflex that could backfire badly in the modern world.
Be calm, be calm.
not
panic. Do
not
Change.
She talked sternly to her wolfen self, so close to the surface that any surge of fear from her would cause it to take over. It was a survival reflex that could backfire badly in the modern world.
Be calm, be calm.
Kenzie opened her eyes then, taking in the galvanized steel mesh that formed the walls and ceiling of the enclosure. It was like a dog kennel on steroids, about 20 by 10 and everything heavy-duty enough to hold a rabid grizzly—or an angry Changeling. She was in the end unit of a long set of these big runs, inside a room that could double as a warehouse. She turned her head to see who her neighbors were.
A huge jet-black wolf was sprawled in the adjacent cell. She’d never seen fur so dark on any animal. The creature’s sheer size told her he was Changeling, and scent confirmed it. One green eye was open, regarding her with guarded interest.
“Hey there,” she croaked, suddenly aware of how thirsty she was. Her mouth tasted like she’d been sucking on nickels. As she struggled to sit up, she didn’t think the dark wolf was going to answer but finally a word crept into her mind, slowly as if unsure of its welcome.
Hey
.
Hey
.
She found a stainless steel bowl set into an iron bracket at the side of the cage with a continuous water feed. The water looked and smelled clean, and she scooped some into her mouth with her hand. The cool liquid soothed her throat and she cupped her hands and drank deeply.
You okay?
It was the dark wolf. Other Changelings in the cells beyond were now sitting up and looking in her direction.
It was the dark wolf. Other Changelings in the cells beyond were now sitting up and looking in her direction.
“I think so, thanks.” Her thigh was sore as hell where Nate had jabbed it with the dart. She ran her hands over it, noting that it was swollen and bruised, but she could use her leg. “How long was I out?”
Maybe half an hour. Name’s Roy.
“I’m Kenzie.” Others chimed in then.
Dempsey, Keith, Dan, Guillermo ...
Roy introduced one grizzled wolf as
Shaggy Sam.
With the longest fur she’d ever seen on a Changeling, he could have passed for a giant collie. Two of the other wolves, Beau and Rico, didn’t speak or move, but remained huddled, unmoving, in their cages. Were they unfriendly or were they ill?
Dempsey, Keith, Dan, Guillermo ...
Roy introduced one grizzled wolf as
Shaggy Sam.
With the longest fur she’d ever seen on a Changeling, he could have passed for a giant collie. Two of the other wolves, Beau and Rico, didn’t speak or move, but remained huddled, unmoving, in their cages. Were they unfriendly or were they ill?
Drugged
, explained Roy.
, explained Roy.
She realized suddenly that all of her fellow prisoners were male.
“What, am I the only girl here?” She’d intended it to be humorous, but to her surprise, several of the wolves hung their heads. One whined softly. Another howled, a bone-chilling sound that reverberated off the concrete walls.
Roy was the one who answered.
There was another female, but she had a bad reaction to the tranquilizer dart. They brought her in and put her in your cage, but she didn’t wake up. She seized and died within a few minutes.
There was another female, but she had a bad reaction to the tranquilizer dart. They brought her in and put her in your cage, but she didn’t wake up. She seized and died within a few minutes.
“That’s horrible.” Kenzie had to suppress her wolfen self again—it was going to be damn tough to stay in control in this dangerous situation. Instinct kept pressing her to assume lupine form. She took a deep breath and asked, “How long ago was that, Roy?”
When he told her, she gripped the chain link and sat slowly down on the concrete. “Anybody know her name?” No one did. Maybe it was some other female ... it could have been some other Changeling woman, couldn’t it? But one of the other wolves, Guillermo, piped up.
I heard the scientists talking about her cub. I guess it got away, because they were pretty pissed about it. They really wanted the kid, more than all of us put together.
The sickening truth washed over Kenzie. The cub had escaped all right, but then she’d told Nate about Anya—and Nate had told IBC exactly where she was. He’d even had the damn GPS coordinates from that first visit to Kenzie’s site. Anger and pain at his betrayal surged through her system, along with grief and guilt. She’d all but put Anya on a silver platter.
“They’ve got us both now,” she whispered, unshed tears making it hard to speak. “The child was with me.” Actually, the child had been with
Stanton
at the time. Where was he? She asked if anyone had seen an older silver Changeling, but no other wolves had been brought in. Did that mean he was all right or was he another casualty of IBC? Kenzie felt sick. She’d endangered Anya and Stanton both by trusting Nate. But never in a million years had she expected him to turn on his own kind. To turn on
her
.
Stanton
at the time. Where was he? She asked if anyone had seen an older silver Changeling, but no other wolves had been brought in. Did that mean he was all right or was he another casualty of IBC? Kenzie felt sick. She’d endangered Anya and Stanton both by trusting Nate. But never in a million years had she expected him to turn on his own kind. To turn on
her
.
So much for her work. She hadn’t yet found enough evidence to prove that Changelings and humans had the same origins, and now it was everlastingly too late. The world was going to know all about the existence of shapeshifters, and the humans would start hunting the “monsters” among them. History was going to repeat itself and there wasn’t a damn thing she could do about it.
I don’t think so.
Roy got up and paced his cage. Had she been broadcasting her thoughts?
Some of us have been here over a year now, and we’ve been able to piece some things together. The facility’s funded by a group of foreign investors.
Roy got up and paced his cage. Had she been broadcasting her thoughts?
Some of us have been here over a year now, and we’ve been able to piece some things together. The facility’s funded by a group of foreign investors.
Extremely well-funded,
Dempsey added.
We’re talking about people so rich they can buy whole countries.
Dempsey added.
We’re talking about people so rich they can buy whole countries.
“Well, they’re going to get a whole lot richer when they tell the world about us,” sniffed Kenzie, unable to keep the bitterness out of her words.
Roy shook his head, a distinctly un-wolf-like mannerism.
That’s just it. They’re not interested in capitalizing on that. In fact, they don’t want anybody ever to know about us. They’re researching our longevity—and how to replicate it in humans.
That’s just it. They’re not interested in capitalizing on that. In fact, they don’t want anybody ever to know about us. They’re researching our longevity—and how to replicate it in humans.
“What?” Kenzie goggled at him. “You gotta be kidding. You mean like a Fountain of Youth?”
If you own half the world, you don’t need more money. You need more time to enjoy it.
Kenzie had tried and tried to make contact with Anya, but without success, in spite of pushing her mindspeech abilities to the max. Either the child was still too scared to talk to her or she wasn’t awake. Were they keeping her drugged like Rico and Beau? Exhausted herself, Kenzie was half-dozing in a corner, despite the fact that the concrete was chilling her right through her jeans. Without the high body temperature that was typical of her kind, she would have been ill in no time. Suddenly the last person she ever expected to see again walked into the room and in a flash she was on her feet, gripping the front of the cage.
Nate Richardson’s expression was smug. “Not so high and mighty now, are you, Dr. Macleod?”
“Nate, what the hell is wrong with you? Let me out of here! Let us all out!”
He surveyed the long row of caged runs. “Why would I do that when I worked so hard to put all of you in here? It’s a pretty good collection, don’t you think?”
“Collection for what?”
“For research of course. You’ll be making a great contribution to science, just not the way you planned.”
“Nate, please—you can’t betray your own kind.”
“
My own kind
,” he mocked. “Like hell you are.” His expression grew hard.
My own kind
,” he mocked. “Like hell you are.” His expression grew hard.
“I don’t understand.”
“No? Of course you don’t. It’s all so easy for you.” He paced in front of her cage as if he were the captive. “You and your werewolf family and friends. You’ve all been around for a century or two or six and you’ve all made your fortunes long ago—you’re fucking rich now without even trying. Well, some of us weren’t born Changelings, remember? Thirty years ago, I was human—then one of you bit me. Three decades might be long enough to benefit from long-term investments, even though I didn’t have much money to put into them back then. Then the market fell and took everything I had with it. Everything. Well, thanks to IBC, I don’t have to sit around and wait a hundred years or so to be able to live the lifestyle I deserve.”
It was all about money.
Of course
it was about money. She should have known, should have at least suspected. “How long have you been planning to sell me out?”
Of course
it was about money. She should have known, should have at least suspected. “How long have you been planning to sell me out?”
Nate shook his head. “I didn’t. Not at first. I wanted you to be with
me
, remember? I wanted you by my side from the very beginning. Remember when we were students together? We were the perfect team. I had so many plans for us but then you went and changed your mind. I hoped maybe this summer we could get it back, that if I could just get you by yourself, then you’d see the incredible potential we had. We could have had it all, you and me. But you didn’t even want to consider it. You didn’t even want to talk about it. And suddenly, there you were at the side of the road, just begging me to bring you here ... kind of a sign, don’t you think?”
me
, remember? I wanted you by my side from the very beginning. Remember when we were students together? We were the perfect team. I had so many plans for us but then you went and changed your mind. I hoped maybe this summer we could get it back, that if I could just get you by yourself, then you’d see the incredible potential we had. We could have had it all, you and me. But you didn’t even want to consider it. You didn’t even want to talk about it. And suddenly, there you were at the side of the road, just begging me to bring you here ... kind of a sign, don’t you think?”
“So you’re leaving me here?” she asked, incredulous.
“It’s not hard to do the math. Since the beginning of the project, we’ve captured ten males and only one female, but she died.”
“I heard. You killed that child’s mother.”
He shrugged. “Allergic to the tranq, who knew? The cub got away, but now we’ve got her back
plus
you. And as for me? I collect a hefty bonus—that’s
hefty
as in my second home in Mendocino is paid in full as of right now. So, yeah, too bad for you but I’m leaving you right where you are, babe.” He leaned in close to the mesh and lowered his voice. “Wouldn’t want you to miss me though. I have a copy of the lab schedule and I know exactly when they’ll tranq you for blood and tissue samples. I’ll be sure and stop by for a visit. After all, you still have the best ass going—and this time you won’t be able to say no to me.”
hefty
as in my second home in Mendocino is paid in full as of right now. So, yeah, too bad for you but I’m leaving you right where you are, babe.” He leaned in close to the mesh and lowered his voice. “Wouldn’t want you to miss me though. I have a copy of the lab schedule and I know exactly when they’ll tranq you for blood and tissue samples. I’ll be sure and stop by for a visit. After all, you still have the best ass going—and this time you won’t be able to say no to me.”
She lunged at him, jamming her fingers through the mesh and raking one side of his face with her nails before he could jump back. Swearing, he pulled out a handkerchief and blotted the blood from the long furrows that marred his all-American face from cheekbone to chin. His eyes were cold, and there was neither wolf nor human in them. “You want to play rough, babe? Good. I’ll make sure we do when I come back.”
He stalked out and she slid down the unyielding mesh to the cold concrete floor, her hands fisted on her knees. Fury and revulsion vied for dominance until finally she let the Change take her.
When awareness returned, Kenzie’s cheek was resting on the cold concrete again, only this time her skin was cushioned by storm-gray fur. She rolled to her belly and sucked in her breath as her paws protested sharply. The pads were raw and bleeding, every claw cracked or broken.
You okay?
Roy asked.
You went a little crazy for a while there.
Roy asked.
You went a little crazy for a while there.
Kenzie looked around. The concrete was spotted with garish rosettes of blood—her own paw prints. The chain mesh at the front of the cage was bowed outward in several spots. She vaguely remembered clawing at it and howling out her rage and frustration when it didn’t give way. After that, she didn’t remember anything.
At the moment, her inner wolf was quiet yet very far from subdued. It was waiting. Watchful.
Didn’t you go a little crazy too when they locked you up?
Didn’t you go a little crazy too when they locked you up?
Didn’t get the chance. I was drugged when they brought me in, and they kept me that way. At first, I wouldn’t eat the food they brought me, thinking there might be something in it, but they would just come along with dart guns and shoot me through the cage mesh. Went like that for the first couple of months. Same with everyone else. If you make any noise, give the docs or the handlers any trouble, you get juiced. Beau and Rico, they’ve been shot up more than anybody because they won’t play along. The handlers probably would have done that with you too, except the jerk that brought you in here wanted you awake.
He said he brought you
all
here. How?
all
here. How?
Simple. He’d become a wolf and hang around the area for a few days on four legs, although I don’t know how he figured out where anyone lived. Maybe he was just fishing to see if there were any Changelings around and sometimes he’d get lucky. Anyway, he’d strike up a friendship, propose a run or a hunt. Not hard, considering how rarely any of us see another shapeshifter here. There are few packs in this state, and most of those are just members of a small family.
No, not hard at all to get close to another Changeling, Kenzie thought. Nate could be charming and personable and oh-so-entertaining. It was what made him so successful as a fund-raiser. People enjoyed his company, wanted to be around him. Liked him.
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