Feral:Devils Point Wolves #4(2)
No way.
The wolf began clawing at the walls below the window despite the fact the concrete construction gave him absolutely no way out.
He didn't care. All that mattered was getting to the woman he needed more than anything else. He scratched and scraped until his forearms ached and his claws were worn down to the quick.
"Brody, what the hell are you doing?"
The wolf jerked at the sound of his sister's voice behind him, giving his human half a chance to regain control. As quickly as he shifted to wolf, he changed back.
"Holy shit." Allison jerked away from him and turned her back. "Give a girl some warning. I do not need to see your junk—Ever!"
He looked down at his nudity and almost smiled. Any other time he would have teased her mercilessly about being so squeamish. Not today. Not when the answer to his prayers stood right in front of him.
"Allison, you've got to get me out of here." He grabbed his pants and shoved his legs in them, barely taking the two seconds to fasten the zipper and button.
"You know I can't do that." She sighed. "How many times are we going to go over this? It's not safe. "
"For who?" he growled. "Me? You?"
"The whole pack, Brody. This isn't just about you and me anymore. There's a lot more at stake."
He rolled his eyes and groaned. "I can't believe how easily you accepted the whole pack mentality. What happened to bucking the system? Being an individual? Not being a sheep?"
“Because we're not human anymore,” she hissed. “Wolves need the pack.”
"So you've said."
"I'm not the only one," she retorted. "Don't discount what Diego and his brothers have to say. They've dealt with ferals before."
He cringed at the word. The fact even his sister called him that did not give him much of a chance. But he had to try.
"Have they ever saved a feral? It would seem our captors don't say much about that."
"We aren't captives."
He looked around his small room. "Really? I know I can't go anywhere. Are you so sure you can? What if you wanted to leave the island?"
"Don't be ridiculous. I chose this life. I chose Diego and I'm happier for it. Can't you understand that? We just need to stick together. All of us. The pack."
He stepped forward and leaned against the plexiglass that separated them. "If that's true then how am I supposed to be getting better being isolated in here? It's impossible to acclimate in isolation."
She shook her head. "I'm not letting you out. Not until Diego says it's safe."
Brody banged his hand on the clear divider. "Don't be like this, Sis. I'm not trying to get free so I can go on some insane killing spree. Being locked up is the problem. I just want..." He stopped, unable to say the words even to his sister.
"You want what?" Suspicion rose in her voice.
He considered his next words carefully. He didn't like having to manipulate her, but he was desperate. No way in hell he'd lose the woman on the beach twice.
"There's a woman. I can smell her."
Allison crunched up her face. "Eww, seriously? I don't want to hear this."
"Oh for fuck's sake. I am not talking about sex. She is far more important than that. It's the mate bond." He swallowed down the distaste of his lies. But he had to do something...
"We connected during mating season before I understood what was happening. She was here on vacation, but by the time I realized the true nature of what she was to me she'd left the island."
Allison's stance and features were softening as he spoke. The curse of someone in love is that they want everyone around them to be in love too. It made his sister easy prey.
"I saw her on the beach this morning. She's returned and I think she's pregnant with my baby."
Her hand flew to her mouth. "How can you be so sure?"
He tapped his nose. "Heightened senses, baby. This thing tells me all kinds of stuff now."
She nodded, obviously agreeing with him.
"So you see? You have to help me get out of here so I can find her. I can't let my pregnant mate suffer."
Suddenly the sound of clapping filled his small cell and Creed, one of the men keeping any eye on him, walked out of the shadows.
"Wow. That was quite a performance. That's some serious balls you've got there to feed that bullshit to your sister though."
Allison's face hardened and her eyes narrowed. "Is that what you were doing? Lying to me to get what you wanted?"
When he didn't immediately answer she stomped her foot and exited the room without another word.
"Thanks, bro," Brody muttered.
Creed smiled back at him. "I don't think she was going to let you out anyway. Diego would have given her hell and probably tried to lock her up again."