“See you tomorrow, then, gentlemen.”
Was the tide finally turning their way? He fucking hoped so.
Chapter 50
Kate
Kate didn’t know how long she’d been captive in this desolate room. She’d cried, screamed and pleaded, but Dev never came back. She had even tried to talk to him through their connection and he ignored those pleas as well. She wasn’t sure how that worked exactly, if they needed to be close together or not, so she didn’t know if he’d even heard her.
She had absolutely no idea what she’d done to deserve this sort of treatment. Yesterday had been hands down the best day of her entire life. She thought it had been for Dev too. She’d run almost every gamut of emotions possible since she’d been locked up.
Anger.
Confusion.
Hurt.
Despair.
Aaaand…she was back to anger. How could he do this to her without any explanation? That rat bastard! They may not be able to divorce, but there was no way she was putting up with this shit when she was released. She knew she couldn’t return home because she was still in danger, and she may be angry, but a fool she was not. However, she was most certainly going to move into one of the other bedrooms. The one farthest away from him. Preferably after a hard swift kick to the family jewels.
Dev hadn’t bothered to pop in and explain why the hell he’d kept her locked up like a rabid dog, but Leo, however, had been in to feed her several times. She wasn’t hungry, but he pleaded with her to eat something anyway. It wasn’t his fault she was in here, so she reluctantly complied and ate enough to keep him off her ass.
She pleaded with Leo to tell her what was going on, but he was loyal to his master and would only tell her that Dev would be in to tell her himself sometime soon. He said that every time he was here, but Dev never came. Leo was kind, as usual, but he’d been a little more distant than he normally was. What the hell was it everyone thought she’d done! Apparently vampires didn’t believe in the due process clause of the fourteenth amendment.
She was cataloging creative ways to get revenge on Dev, when the door opened and a man that she hadn’t seen before walked in. She was completely vulnerable and immediately on alert.
“Hi, Kate.”
“Who are you?” Her pulse skyrocketed, fear coursing its way through her veins.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I forgot we haven’t met yet. I’m Doctor Dirk. Most everyone calls me Big D, though.”
Big D. Yes, Dev had referred to him several times. He was the one running blood tests on her.
“Why are you here? Where is Dev? Why am I locked up like this? What in the hell is going on here?” She was practically hyperventilating.
“Whoa, there. That’s a lot of questions at once, Kate. First, I’m very sorry for these unfortunate circumstances of our first meeting. I’ve been quite looking forward to meeting the woman who stole Lord Devon’s heart.”
She just stared at him, not knowing how to respond, so apparently he took that as a sign to continue.
“As for why you are locked up, I’m afraid you’ll need to discuss that with your mate. I’m not at liberty to say.” He turned around and set down a phlebotomist kit, which she hadn’t realized he’d even been carrying.
“What the hell are you doing with that?” She was now petrified.
Instead of a needle, he withdrew a pair of scissors from the kit and turned to approach her.
“I just need a small sample of hair and I’ll be on my way.”
“Uh, the hell you will.”
While she apparently possessed the skill of stasis, actually controlling it was an entirely different story. She’d also been working with Dev on trying to use that ability this week and she hadn’t been successful. He’d told her that sometimes it can take years, or even decades, to master the skills a vampire possesses and use them upon demand. And they still weren’t sure why she could tap into a power she wasn’t supposed to be able to because she’d not been blooded. She would gradually take on the skills Dev possessed, but so far she hadn’t been successful in doing anything vampire-like since their mating. Now would be a really good time for that to change.
So as the doctor came toward her, she attempted to use the techniques Dev had been trying to teach her.
Earlier in the week, they had used Ren as the willing victim, him pretending to be an attacker. She could hear Dev’s soft, seductive voice in her ear as he stood behind her, coaching her.
Imagine your target as being perfectly still, like a statue.
Imagine he can’t move a muscle.
Imagine him frozen to the ground he walks on.
That’s it, Kate.