Valiant(80)

“Let’s go, you stupid bitch.” Pete pulled on her chain.

The metal double doors were locked with a key pad. Pete punched in five numbers, blocking her view with his body to make certain she couldn’t see. The door beeped and both men led her inside the well-lit, large room that appeared to be an old reception room of some sort.

It didn’t take a genius to figure out that the building had been abandoned when she spotted broken windows at the back of the room high on the walls or the layers of cobwebs and dust covering a few outdated desks that had been left behind. She tried to spot any clues to tell her what company used to own the place but no logos or names were painted on the walls. They led her down a dark hallway with a lot of pitch-black openings and the smell of mold assaulted her nose. They kept her between them, holding the chains that assured she couldn’t run.

A scary snarl, though faint, came from somewhere ahead. She jerked to a halt and wanted to spin around to flee. The men holding the chains pulled them taut between them, trapping her in place.

Mike laughed. “She’s a little spooked.”

“Who the fuck wouldn’t be if they had a brain? Pull on her and I’ll follow. I’m sure the doctor is tired of waiting.”

Tammy’s gaze adjusted to the bright lights as they entered another large section of the warehouse. Concrete floors and walls with at least a fifty-foot ceiling greeted her. A wall had been constructed at some point to cut the room in half but it didn’t reach the ceiling, which she could view beyond it. Long, fifteen-foot lights had been strung at intervals above her from one side of the room to the other. They’d all been turned on until their bright strength nearly hurt her eyes.

“You’re finally here,” the older man in glasses stated, walking around the wall that divided the room.

It was the man Tammy had seen when she’d been sprung from the trunk. She now had a face with the title. His icy-green eyes swept over Tammy, then back to the two thugs who worked for him.

“It’s about time. He’s awake, has been fed, and I tossed him in an extra five pounds of meat to make certain he wouldn’t be hungry. He didn’t finish it all but I assume he’s full. I’ve made certain he’s got nothing to feel cranky about. Now we’ll get to see if he’ll breed with her.”

“Should we strip her down before throwing her in? It might motivate him to want to fuck her more.”

“No.” The doctor frowned at Mike. “She was living with one of them and I’ll assume her clothes will hold his scent. We need to retain as much of that as possible in hopes he’ll accept her. Just toss her inside the way we discussed. Immediately join me inside the monitoring room. I don’t want him killing her just because he wants the satisfaction of having an audience to perform a grisly task for.”

“Please,” Tammy begged frantically. “Don’t do this.”

All three men ignored her.

“Here we go,” Pete said, tugging on her chains to pull her toward the opening where the room had been separated. “You better hope he smells something on you he likes.”

Mike chuckled. “We’ll find out real soon.”

They passed an archway and Tammy dug her heels into the floor, stopping. Someone had placed a large cage in front of the concrete walls in the back corner. The thick bars lined all four sides and the ceiling of the cage. A solid metal floor rested on the existing concrete.

A single twin bed, just a frame and mattress, adorned the cell and a toilet sat in a corner of it. That didn’t hold her attention. The male inside sent terror straight to her heart. He was big, had wild black hair that fell midway down his naked back, and they had him wearing off-white pants that had thick seams down the sides of the legs. They hugged his waist low and fell loosely to just under his knees. Bare, muscular calves and big feet were planted a foot apart where he stood. He turned his entire body to snarl at them, revealing sharp teeth, a flattened nose, and those strong, wide cheekbones that New Species all seemed to have.

Pete yanked hard on the chain attached to her wrists to make her stumble forward. Tammy whimpered. Her gaze refused to look away as the large New Species furiously stormed closer to the bars. His hands gripped them, which made her glance at his muscular arms and chest before he made loud sniffing noises. Dark, nearly black eyes met hers.

“We brought you a friend,” Mike laughed.

“Play nice,” Pete taunted. “She’s someone you might like. She enjoys spending time with beasts a hell of a lot. She’s screwing one of your kind. We caught her just for you, 927.”

They stopped by the cage door about seven feet from the enraged New Species who sniffed loudly again. The weight around her neck dropped away, the collar gone, and she barely took notice as the shackles were removed from her wrists. She remained terrified and focused on the New Species. They planned to push her into his cage.