every way. The transformation is just one physical ability, he has
others, like extrasensory perception, as well as highly developed senses. His
mind has been unlocked. What wouldn’t I give to study it?” He whirled around,
clearly overcome at the thought.
“Extrasensory
perception,”
He
stopped mid-whirl. “ESP or as some call it, mental telepathy. He’s a mind
reader.”
Her
eyes slid shut. Dayen. She’d been with Dayen all along. Why hadn’t he told her?
The
sound of shuffling feet brought her awareness back to Yates. Her blood flash
froze as he studied her anew. “I don’t know what brought you here, Sage of the
Born, but since your uncle failed to deliver me more test subjects, I must make
do.”
He
pulled her up in a rough jerk. She stumbled and went down on hands and knees.
Lily bolted out the top of her thermals and sprinted back don the darkened
corridor.
“Mina,
get her!”
The
creature raced after Lily. Up ahead there was a thunderous roar. And sounds of a
vicious battle.
Yates
face lit. “He’s here.”
Sage
wasn’t nearly so sanguine. She yanked with all her strength, trying to free her
arm. He held it in a firm grip and picked up a wicked looking hypodermic filled
with a grayish liquid and jabbed it into her arm. Sage screamed as liquid fire
ripped through her veins.
Yates
released her and she dropped to the floor, writhing in agony. Distantly, she
watched him as though from a land vehicle speeding away, the madman growing
farther and farther from her. The last thing she heard him mutter was, “You’ll
be his equal now. If you survive.”
Chapter Nine
Sage’s
scream echoed across the underground tunnel. Dayen bellowed as he took another
swipe at the thing that blocked his path. It snarled and snapped, fighting with
a single-minded intensity, but in the end it stood between him and his mate.
It
never stood a chance.
Dayen
ripped its head from its shoulders and leapt over the still twitching corpse. Sage’s
scream cut off abruptly and he charged down the hallway to where the male he’d
scented earlier stood over her unconscious form.
“My
lord,” the man said. He stank of madness.
“What
did you do to her?” he grated. Dayen wanted nothing more than to put the
bastard out of his misery, had actually drawn is hand back to disembowel him,
but he needed to know how to help Sage.
Killing
could wait.
“She’s
transcending,” the madman said. “Soon she’ll be like you. Open.”
Horror
filled him. “Make it stop,”
But
the bastard shook his head. “Evolution cannot be stopped.”
Enough.
Dayen sliced the man from nuts to nose and had Sage secured in his arms all in
one motion. He was down the hall before the body hit the floor.
He
paused only long enough to retrieve Lily from her hiding place and then ran as
fast as he could back up to the surface, away from the volcano, back toward the
tunneler his mind awhirl.
Transcending,
becoming like him. He wouldn’t wish that fate on his worst enemy, never mind
the woman he loved. She was deathly pale and so still in his arms. He pushed
himself to the limit to reach the tunneler.
He
laid her still form down on the seat and started the massive engines. There was
only one person he knew who might be able to save her, to reverse what had been
done to her.
He
pushed the tunneler as hard as it would go, half
others, like extrasensory perception, as well as highly developed senses. His
mind has been unlocked. What wouldn’t I give to study it?” He whirled around,
clearly overcome at the thought.
“Extrasensory
perception,”
He
stopped mid-whirl. “ESP or as some call it, mental telepathy. He’s a mind
reader.”
Her
eyes slid shut. Dayen. She’d been with Dayen all along. Why hadn’t he told her?
The
sound of shuffling feet brought her awareness back to Yates. Her blood flash
froze as he studied her anew. “I don’t know what brought you here, Sage of the
Born, but since your uncle failed to deliver me more test subjects, I must make
do.”
He
pulled her up in a rough jerk. She stumbled and went down on hands and knees.
Lily bolted out the top of her thermals and sprinted back don the darkened
corridor.
“Mina,
get her!”
The
creature raced after Lily. Up ahead there was a thunderous roar. And sounds of a
vicious battle.
Yates
face lit. “He’s here.”
Sage
wasn’t nearly so sanguine. She yanked with all her strength, trying to free her
arm. He held it in a firm grip and picked up a wicked looking hypodermic filled
with a grayish liquid and jabbed it into her arm. Sage screamed as liquid fire
ripped through her veins.
Yates
released her and she dropped to the floor, writhing in agony. Distantly, she
watched him as though from a land vehicle speeding away, the madman growing
farther and farther from her. The last thing she heard him mutter was, “You’ll
be his equal now. If you survive.”
Chapter Nine
Sage’s
scream echoed across the underground tunnel. Dayen bellowed as he took another
swipe at the thing that blocked his path. It snarled and snapped, fighting with
a single-minded intensity, but in the end it stood between him and his mate.
It
never stood a chance.
Dayen
ripped its head from its shoulders and leapt over the still twitching corpse. Sage’s
scream cut off abruptly and he charged down the hallway to where the male he’d
scented earlier stood over her unconscious form.
“My
lord,” the man said. He stank of madness.
“What
did you do to her?” he grated. Dayen wanted nothing more than to put the
bastard out of his misery, had actually drawn is hand back to disembowel him,
but he needed to know how to help Sage.
Killing
could wait.
“She’s
transcending,” the madman said. “Soon she’ll be like you. Open.”
Horror
filled him. “Make it stop,”
But
the bastard shook his head. “Evolution cannot be stopped.”
Enough.
Dayen sliced the man from nuts to nose and had Sage secured in his arms all in
one motion. He was down the hall before the body hit the floor.
He
paused only long enough to retrieve Lily from her hiding place and then ran as
fast as he could back up to the surface, away from the volcano, back toward the
tunneler his mind awhirl.
Transcending,
becoming like him. He wouldn’t wish that fate on his worst enemy, never mind
the woman he loved. She was deathly pale and so still in his arms. He pushed
himself to the limit to reach the tunneler.
He
laid her still form down on the seat and started the massive engines. There was
only one person he knew who might be able to save her, to reverse what had been
done to her.
He
pushed the tunneler as hard as it would go, half
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