“So, what you’re saying is … there’s no plan beyond getting out?” It’s a dry, non-amused response and I stare at him as everything inside of me grips tight. I have to swallow down the rising panic and he half-heartedly shrugs at me.
“I’m a doctor, not a masked villain who kidnaps people for a living. I figured your fates would somehow… I don’t know… help!! I mean you came and …. you’re here!”
“Oh my god!” it’s the only response as I have as words fail me, and I bite down on my lower lip and try to focus everything on helping him, and not the fact that after we get out I have no god damn idea what we’re meant to do. The guards won’t sleep forever, and they will come after us. At speed, with guns, and lots of them…. And inform Juan.
We make light work using the ramps inside the truck to get the bed and trolley in and he braces them in place which special metal clamps, hanging her saline bag on a hook coming from the interior wall, and pushes the mobile one into a corner and ties it down. He pushes the devices into clamps, and clips, along the wall parallel to her bed, and settles everything free standing into holders, or ties them in place expertly. Making light work as I can only stand and frantically race a million ideas through my head about what we’re going to do.
“I have a cabin, my home I guess, when I’m not here. We should go there and try and get her to wake up. They’ll track us, but we have a good head start and I don’t know if we can lose them. No one knew about my cabin.” It’s a weird little look, a half happy he came up with a plan, with a heavy dose of please tell me that’s a smart idea. I can only shake my head and stare.
He’s not thinking this through, or really envisioning how well a wolf can track, or how much faster they can be on foot when needs be. They won’t just dawdle when they find Sierra and me gone, they will come tearing after us like demons on the warpath and Juan will too, with his four crazy loyal subpacks, who annihilated my entire bloodline and got away with it. There’s no being safe in some cabin in the middle of god knows where.
“That won’t work… you’ve no idea how well they can hunt us. And Sierra… if Juan killed people to keep his dirty secrets silent, then he’s going to send a tsunami after her to make sure we don’t wake her up.” I point out, tucking Sierra’s blankets in tight to hold her neatly while he applies straps over her body to keep her in place. All I can do is keep helping, even if nausea is almost strangling me with so many possibilities and ways to die at Juan’s hands.
“Well do you have a better idea? … We need to protect her until she wakes, we need to find a place we can fortify. I don’t know people outside of these walls… I can’t fight or shoot an army of wolves.”
No place can be fortified against a pack of angry Lycans. Especially not when all you have is a bound wolf who can’t use her gifts, unless in serious threat, a human aging, unfit doctor, and a sleeping witch. We are so screwed.
I wrack my brains, trying to think of a million places I passed these past weeks alone, and how none of them are any good to hide, and no amount of hiding will stop them tracking us. It was different when I ran, I was solitary, and only Colton had reason to follow, and I had a couple of days head start to let my scent fade to nothing….
Colton!!!! Of course!
I can’t believe how stupid I was not seeing the most obvious answer to this question. Of course, the fates would bring me full circle and back to him, they’ve never stopped tormenting me mentally when it comes to that boy, making sure I couldn’t forget him if I wanted to. This is why. This moment of need.
Colton’s mom… Colton has an undying love for her and a need to find her. He also has a sub pack, and some fierce ass wolves who would do anything for him. One of the fiercest in the valley. Colton is our protection and I just need to get outside to link him, so he knows I need him. We need him.
“Yes…I do. I have her son… and he has a pack, and I know he won’t leave me to fight this alone if I tell him I have his mom.”? He won’t fail her; he’s been looking for her. I know his heart and it’s not like Juan’s.
“You can trust him? Even after ten years with his father?” The doctor flashes me a wary look and I nod with no hint of hesitation. I know why he would query it, assuming under his father’s guidance that he might have twisted his son into a mini clone in all these years, but Colton is far stronger than I ever gave him credit for. He is his own mind and he doesn’t agree with how Juan hurts his people.
“Colton won’t let me down. If he knows I need him, that she does, he’ll come. I have no doubts in this. We’re linked, it’s not hard to find him.” Unless the fates took that from me when he marked Carmen, but I guess I’m going to find that out. I don’t think they would be so cruel in taking away something like that when I really need to use it to get Sierra out of this place in one piece. The fates in all of this, have been trying to address the balance and bring us back to what Juan destroyed.
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