Chapter 27> Dustin's got to catch the bastard.”

Odin's teeth!” In a couple of bounds, he was beside her bed, digging his

fingers into the bag, trying to rip it open, his heart thundering.

Before Akila was fully conscious, she felt she was suffocating, the room pitch

black, yet with her wolf vision, she should see clearly. She tried to move her hands, but

her wrists were bound again.

She could barely breathe as something pressed against her

face. Something clinging and black. No oxygen. Blacking out. Where were her guards?

Inside the room? Outside…

Holes began to appear in the plastic as someone frantically tore at it and finally

ripped it away. She gasped for air. Dustin's anxious face and the blinding lights of the

a hospital room appeared before her, while he continued to tear at the bag.

Filling her lungs, she tried to reach out to him. He paused while ripping the tape

off around her neck, and took her hand and squeezed tight. “Jesus, Akila.” He didn't

say anything more, just held onto her hand and gazed into her eyes.

Lucas