Captured (Wolf in Exile Part 1): Werewolf Shifter/Vampire Paranormal Romance by Ambrielle Kirk, Amber Ella Monroe Page A
Authors: Ambrielle Kirk, Amber Ella Monroe
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himself and he didn’t participate in the prison politics of Area S2. He’d leave that to Zcesar Nolan and his pack of runners, who were probably already out waiting to drag the unsuspecting newcomer to the unchallenged ringleader of Area S2.
Thane was less than a dozen feet above the stranger. If he’d wanted to, he could have taken the shifter down himself. But he refused to follow such a callous leader and uphold backstabbing tactics; therefore, he refused to act like they did. There was already a bounty on Thane’s head for refusing to submit to Zcesar. It was too bad that no one would ever collect. Thane submitted to no one. He had no leader and no Alpha. He was without a Pack. And just six months ago, he was labeled a convicted felon. But so far, no human or wolf under Zcesar’s leadership had even come close to killing Thane. And they wouldn’t. He’d rather go out on his own terms.
Less than five minutes passed before the stranger rose and walked downstream toward the mountainous region with his back facing Thane. Escaping these confines wasn’t an option, at least not at the moment. And eventually, the stranger would have to choose a side unless he could take care of himself in this deserted wilderness full of convicts and the deranged. The man was fucked either way.
Thane didn’t take sides. And he trusted no one.
CHAPTER TWO
T he deadly silence in the room caused feelings of unease and discomfort for Kalena Jackson. Laboratory hours were nearly 24/7, except for holidays and special periods of time when top executives ordered a halt in productions. None of those exceptions were the case here. Business was booming at Silex Pharmaceuticals. Just recently, they’d acquired FDA approval to start research for a brand new drug.
But something was wrong. Not only did the lack of noise concern Kalena, she’d also smelled something in the air the moment she’d entered. The odor was rank and metallic, though it could have been anything. On any given day, the scientists in the labs dealt with a number of chemicals and substances that could result in unique reactions—both good and bad—when mixed together. Despite her unease, she remained in front of the main computer that had drawn her attention, trying to make sense of the information before her eyes.
A small click echoed behind Kalena. Fear jolted through her and her shoulders tensed up instantly. Holding her breath and half expecting to find the lab head catching her in the act of snooping, she peeked over her shoulder. As her eyes swept the darkened room for the source of the sound, she racked her brain for an excuse as to why she was accessing the reports on the screen. If she were asked, she’d need to explain.
Three rows of metal tables covered with medical research equipment, test tubes, microscopes, stacks of typed reports, and chart sketches lay behind her. None of the stations were manned. Yet, the poster by the door said there were three technicians on duty.
Where was everyone? Where was Tracy? Kalena had come down here specifically to touch base with her friend and bring her some brownies she had baked. They now worked opposite shifts, so having a chat with her buddy at lunchtime wasn’t possible anymore, leaving them no choice but to find other times to connect.
It was possible that the other technicians were in one of the storage closets or back rooms. Either of them could pop out at any minute and notice Kalena at the station peeking at top-secret information. But that was beside the point. What she’d just uncovered stole her attention away, and suddenly, she didn’t care about getting caught. Now, she sought answers to the many questions spiraling through her head.
Kalena turned back around and her fingers shook on the mouse as she toggled through the documents on the laptop. She tried to contain her nervousness and clicked the mouse quietly. Aside from a lamp at the other end of the room and a dim light shining just above the
Thane was less than a dozen feet above the stranger. If he’d wanted to, he could have taken the shifter down himself. But he refused to follow such a callous leader and uphold backstabbing tactics; therefore, he refused to act like they did. There was already a bounty on Thane’s head for refusing to submit to Zcesar. It was too bad that no one would ever collect. Thane submitted to no one. He had no leader and no Alpha. He was without a Pack. And just six months ago, he was labeled a convicted felon. But so far, no human or wolf under Zcesar’s leadership had even come close to killing Thane. And they wouldn’t. He’d rather go out on his own terms.
Less than five minutes passed before the stranger rose and walked downstream toward the mountainous region with his back facing Thane. Escaping these confines wasn’t an option, at least not at the moment. And eventually, the stranger would have to choose a side unless he could take care of himself in this deserted wilderness full of convicts and the deranged. The man was fucked either way.
Thane didn’t take sides. And he trusted no one.
CHAPTER TWO
T he deadly silence in the room caused feelings of unease and discomfort for Kalena Jackson. Laboratory hours were nearly 24/7, except for holidays and special periods of time when top executives ordered a halt in productions. None of those exceptions were the case here. Business was booming at Silex Pharmaceuticals. Just recently, they’d acquired FDA approval to start research for a brand new drug.
But something was wrong. Not only did the lack of noise concern Kalena, she’d also smelled something in the air the moment she’d entered. The odor was rank and metallic, though it could have been anything. On any given day, the scientists in the labs dealt with a number of chemicals and substances that could result in unique reactions—both good and bad—when mixed together. Despite her unease, she remained in front of the main computer that had drawn her attention, trying to make sense of the information before her eyes.
A small click echoed behind Kalena. Fear jolted through her and her shoulders tensed up instantly. Holding her breath and half expecting to find the lab head catching her in the act of snooping, she peeked over her shoulder. As her eyes swept the darkened room for the source of the sound, she racked her brain for an excuse as to why she was accessing the reports on the screen. If she were asked, she’d need to explain.
Three rows of metal tables covered with medical research equipment, test tubes, microscopes, stacks of typed reports, and chart sketches lay behind her. None of the stations were manned. Yet, the poster by the door said there were three technicians on duty.
Where was everyone? Where was Tracy? Kalena had come down here specifically to touch base with her friend and bring her some brownies she had baked. They now worked opposite shifts, so having a chat with her buddy at lunchtime wasn’t possible anymore, leaving them no choice but to find other times to connect.
It was possible that the other technicians were in one of the storage closets or back rooms. Either of them could pop out at any minute and notice Kalena at the station peeking at top-secret information. But that was beside the point. What she’d just uncovered stole her attention away, and suddenly, she didn’t care about getting caught. Now, she sought answers to the many questions spiraling through her head.
Kalena turned back around and her fingers shook on the mouse as she toggled through the documents on the laptop. She tried to contain her nervousness and clicked the mouse quietly. Aside from a lamp at the other end of the room and a dim light shining just above the
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