Will Waterson, the emergency-room doctor on duty, came over to talk to Kam when he arrived. Will was a human member of the Nehalem Pack. His mate was Ian Tanner, and he was a wolf shifter. Kam had grown up knowing Will. In fact, one of Kam's best friends was Will's younger sister Kelsey, who was studying in Europe.
"Kam, how you doing, kid?" Will pulled Kam in for a tight hug.
"Not to good, Will." Kam swiped a hand over his eyes as his tears started up again. "Is Spencer going to be all right?"
"Come here." Will put his arm around Kam's shoulders and guided him away from the crowded waiting room. "I'm really not supposed to tell you this, but you're part of my family, and I know Spencer is your friend, and you might be able to help me here." Will glanced over his shoulder, than back to Kam.
"What?" Kam asked.
"We're running a blood test on him right now to check for drugs in his system. When they brought him in, he was showing symptoms of a drug overdose. We had to pump his stomach, and I'm not sure that even helped. He's still unconscious, so we can't ask him any questions. Do you know if he was on anything?"
"No way!" Kam snapped. "I'm sorry, Will, but Spencer is a good guy and an amazing player. He'd never pump anything into his body that could hurt him." Kam might not have known Spencer for that long but he felt confident in saying that Spencer wasn't using.
"Okay, I believe you." Will reached up to rest his hand on the back of Kam's neck. A nurse came out of the heavy wooden double doors, walked over to Will, and handed him some papers, then walked away. "Shit." Will shook his head in disgust.
"What?" Kam glanced down at the papers. "What is it?"
"Have you ever heard of Rohypnol?"
Kam shook his head.
"It's better known as the date-rape drug. The user loses all muscle control, and they become tired and usually pass out, leaving them helpless to anyone wanting to do them harm. But the dose Spencer had in his system was outrageous. He's lucky he didn't die."
"But why would Spencer take that? It doesn't make any sense." Kam couldn't fathom why a person would willingly take a drug of that nature during a ball game. It was ludicrous.
"I'm guessing he didn't take it willingly." Will looked out over the waiting room at all the baseball players taking up every available chair. "Did anyone have an issue with Spencer? Did someone on the team not like him?"
Kam started to shake his head. Spencer got along with everyone. If anything, he was the peacemaker of the team. But then something struck him. Kam turned his gaze toward the tall, dark-haired baseball player sitting way in the back, Killian. Spencer didn't have any enemies, but Kam did.
Without even thinking, Kam darted across the waiting room. He shoved through the crowd until he got closer to Killian.
"You selfish fuck!" Kam shouted as he grabbed Killian by his jersey and yanked him to his feet. "You could have killed him."
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Killian grabbed at Kam's wrist, trying to pry himself free.
"You did this." Kam's eyes widened as he moved in close to Killian, nose to nose. He could feel his teeth begin to sharpen, ready to rip out this prick's throat. "That water you gave me, was it just water? I'm guessing not."
"You're fucking insane." Killian sneered.
"Kam!"
The sound of his father's voice barely registered with Kam.
"Kamden!"
"Why did you do it?" Kam asked, his knuckles turning a bright white from the force with which he grabbed Killian's shirt. "Is playing at the expense of others that important to you? Admit you did this." Kam shook Killian.
Killian leaned in close and whispered, "Prove it."
Kam lost it. He pushed Killian away, the man stumbled back a step. Kam pulled back his right arm and sent it flying forward with everything he had, but he never made contact.
"Son, that's enough," Seth said softly against his ear. "This isn't the way."
Kam looked over his shoulder at his dad, and he let his arm drop to his side. Kam turned his attention back to Killian. "I might not be able to prove it, but I know what you did. Look around you." All eyes were on them. "You say you didn't do it, but the seed of doubt has been planted, Killian. With your winning personality, it isn't hard to guess that someone like you would be responsible for this." Kam took a menacing step toward Killian. "And if I were you, I'd make sure you stay clear of me because so help me god, if I get the chance I'll make you pay for what you did."
Killian didn't say another word. The sound of him swallowing and his slight tremble made Kam smile. He had gotten his point across.
"What is going on here?" Caleb went into full police mode.
Will came over and pulled Caleb to the back. Since being the chief of police in their town, he had to be informed of the facts involving what had happened to Spencer.
"Kid, what just happened?" Seth asked as he pulled Kam away from the crowded room. "You could have really hurt him."
"I know and wanted to, Dad." Kam reached up and covered his face with his hands. Kam wasn't a violent person. He hated confrontation maybe that was why he was always cracking jokes but still he wouldn't stand by and watch as some waste of human flesh hurt those he cared about.
"Talk to me, son."
And Kam did. He told Seth all about the troubles he'd had with Killian. His dad listened without saying a word, and by the time he'd told Seth his suspicions about what Spencer had done his dad's eyes were glowing a bright blue as his anger rose.
"I'd be mad to, Kam, but we, as shifters, can't take justice into our own hands." Seth gave Kam a hug.
"I know, Dad. I know."
Kam and Seth walked back into the waiting room, and Kam immediately saw PJ. He was talking to Caleb and Will. His face was grim, and his face was wrinkled with anger and stress. When PJ saw Kam he smiled slightly, then looked back at the other two men. Whatever was said, Caleb nodded his head, then took off. He had his phone up to his ear.
"What's going on?" Kam asked when he stood in front of PJ.
"After what happened to Spencer the school gave the okay for the police to check in the locker room. They have reason to believe they'll find drugs." PJ shook his head. "I can't fucking believe this."
"Join the club." Seth patted PJ on the shoulder. "Some people will stop at nothing to get what they want."
Seth, Kam, and PJ sat in the waiting room with the rest of the team. After about four hours, Will came out to say that Spencer had finally woken up and that the team needed to clear the waiting room. Will said it'd be okay for all of them to come visit tomorrow. Will had put a call into Spencer's parents, and they'd be arriving within the next couple of hours.
Kam walked out to his Jeep with a few of his teammates. He could feel PJ's eyes on him as he got into his car and drove away. Once back at the dorm, Kam showered and changed, then headed out to the woods. He shifted then ran as fast as he could toward his mate, his home, thankful that he had PJ to lean on in times like this.
Chapter Sixteen
PJ hated that he couldn't leave the hospital together with Kam. They still had to pretend they weren't a couple and in love. After the day they'd had all he wanted to do was hold his mate close, knowing he was safe in his arms.
He'd just walked in to his house when he got a call from Caleb. They had found a bottle of unmarked pills in Killian's locker. They were having it sent off to be tested, but Caleb felt confident in saying it was Rohypnol. The dean of the school was handling Killian's suspension, and Caleb was on his way to arrest the young man.
Spencer was still in the hospital, but he would make a full recovery. The most Killian stood to get was a fine, parole, and community service. It didn't seem like enough, but it would have to do. PJ was just happy to be rid of him. It wasn't just that Killian was targeting Kam, but to know a human being would go to such lengths to further his career. It made PJ sick to his stomach.
The sound of the back door opening had PJ stepping out of his bedroom. He'd just gotten out of the shower, and all he had on was a pair of loose pajama pants.
"Hey," PJ said as he walked into the kitchen and saw Kam pulling on his shorts. He leaned against the counter and watched his mate. "You okay?"
"Honestly?" Kam leaned back against the door, his head tipping back to thump against the glass window. "I'm not sure I'll ever be okay about this." Kam clenched his eyes shut. "If only I'd drunk that water, Spencer wouldn't be in that hospital right now. The drug wouldn't have affected me."