Sure enough, not ten minutes in Jen let out a dramatic sigh. "Sally, I'm so freaking tired," she announced. She then tried to lean against the window, looking like she was trying to get comfortable. Once it was obvious that wasn't going to happen, she sat up and looked at Skender. She shrugged her shoulders in a very 'what the hell' sort of attitude and just before she laid her head on his shoulder, Sally saw Jen wink at her.
Sally jumped when she heard the smack across the back of Skender's head, and turned to look at where the hit had originated. Decebel was glaring at the wolf, his eyes glowing dangerously. He only said one word, but it was enough to give Sally chill bumps.
"Move," Decebel told him. Skender was up so fast that he hit his head on the roof of the vehicle. He slipped around Sally and nudged her leg with his to indicate he wanted her to move over. Sally looked back at Decebel again to see that his glowing eyes were now locked onto the back of Jen's head.
"You are a very bad girl. I've told you that before, right?" Sally whispered in Jen's ear.
"Oh, chillax. I wouldn't mess with him if it wasn't so easy, but he just walks right into them, ya know? I mean, seriously, Sally. How can I pass that up."
"Well, you could do like the rest of us and grow up," Sally said in her motherly tone.
"Ahh, but Ethel, my dear, where would be the fun in that?"
"Where indeed," Sally muttered.
Chapter 29
Jacque reclined in the chair, slightly more comfortable than when she had first woken up now that Dr. Steele, or Cynthia as she insisted she call her, had given her some pain medication. She continued to reach out to Fane, although not always with words, mostly just to feel that he was still there, that the bond was still open between them. She had decided not to mention to Fane just yet what Logan had planned. She had been diligently trying to block part of her thoughts from him so he wouldn't know that Logan was going to try to get her to take his blood. Jacque was sure that if Fane had not killed anyone yet, that little bit of information would tilt the scale.
"Jacque, how are you feeling?" she heard Cynthia ask.
"The pain is tolerable right now," Jacque answered, turning to look at the doctor.
Jacque eased up into a sitting position in order to look directly at Cynthia without having to turn her head. Logan had taken the handcuffs off their hands when he told them that he had put a lock on the outside of the door. They each still had a foot cuffed to the chairs but at least they could move a little. After Logan had removed the handcuffs and left the room, Cynthia had told Jacque that she could hear another man in the cabin. At first Jacque was going to ask how she could possibly hear that, but then rolling her eyes, she remembered, oh yeah, werewolf.
"Who do you think it is?" Jacque asked.
"Maybe a member ofhis pack. There's no way Logan would leave us here by ourselves if he needed supplies. He has to have someone helping him and it's rare for a wolf to seek out a human's help."
Jacque thought about her words and realized that could be useful to Fane.
"Fane, there is another man here with Logan. We haven't seen him but Dr. Steele says she can hear him."
"Ask Dr. Steele to see if she can hear Logan use a name. Any name Logan might say could be useful."
"Okay. Where are you?" Jacque asked.
"We are on the plane on our way to Denver. Sally wants me to tell you..." Jacque felt the reluctance in Fane tell her
"She wants you to tell me what?" Jacque prompted.
"This really should be a conversation that you have with your friends, but Sally won't let up, so, she wants me to tell you that Decebel saw Jen naked." Jacque could hear the embarrassment in his words and she could picture Jen threatening to throw Sally out of the plane.
"What!" Jacque actually spoke out loud as well as in her mind before she could stop herself. Cynthia gave a start at Jacque's sudden outburst. Jacque looked at her timidly. "I'm okay, just some technical difficulties."
"You're talking to Fane, aren't you?" Cynthia asked her.
Jacque nodded and then directed her thoughts back to Fane. "I really want to know why Jen was naked in front of him, but I know what they are doing, they're trying to distract me."
"Distraction is Jen's specialty, love."
"Keep me posted, wolf-man. I'm gonna try and see what Dr. Steele knows." Jacque tried to block out the pain that had begun to burn through her body, she swore it felt like someone was trying to cook her from the inside out.
"Jacquelyn, you're in pain, what's wrong?"
She heard the worry in his voice and felt him pouring love through their bond. She had to cut him off until she could get herself under control or she would drive him mad, knowing she was hurting and out of his reach.
"I'm fine, wolf-man, just some cramps. I'm gonna get some rest before Logan comes back. I love you."
"I'm with you, Luna."
"I know, wolf-man."
Cynthia watched as Jacque curled into a ball, her eyes squeezed closed as if trying to shut out the pain that was tearing through her. She didn't ask if there was anything she could do to help because she knew there wasn't. Until Jacque got wolf blood she would continue to hurt, and more than likely it would get worse. Finally Jacque's body relaxed, but the pain had left her breathless and she strained to drag air into her lungs.
"Be honest, doc," Jacque spoke, opening her eyes and fixing them on her, "how much worse is this going to get?"
Sally jumped when she heard the smack across the back of Skender's head, and turned to look at where the hit had originated. Decebel was glaring at the wolf, his eyes glowing dangerously. He only said one word, but it was enough to give Sally chill bumps.
"Move," Decebel told him. Skender was up so fast that he hit his head on the roof of the vehicle. He slipped around Sally and nudged her leg with his to indicate he wanted her to move over. Sally looked back at Decebel again to see that his glowing eyes were now locked onto the back of Jen's head.
"You are a very bad girl. I've told you that before, right?" Sally whispered in Jen's ear.
"Oh, chillax. I wouldn't mess with him if it wasn't so easy, but he just walks right into them, ya know? I mean, seriously, Sally. How can I pass that up."
"Well, you could do like the rest of us and grow up," Sally said in her motherly tone.
"Ahh, but Ethel, my dear, where would be the fun in that?"
"Where indeed," Sally muttered.
Chapter 29
Jacque reclined in the chair, slightly more comfortable than when she had first woken up now that Dr. Steele, or Cynthia as she insisted she call her, had given her some pain medication. She continued to reach out to Fane, although not always with words, mostly just to feel that he was still there, that the bond was still open between them. She had decided not to mention to Fane just yet what Logan had planned. She had been diligently trying to block part of her thoughts from him so he wouldn't know that Logan was going to try to get her to take his blood. Jacque was sure that if Fane had not killed anyone yet, that little bit of information would tilt the scale.
"Jacque, how are you feeling?" she heard Cynthia ask.
"The pain is tolerable right now," Jacque answered, turning to look at the doctor.
Jacque eased up into a sitting position in order to look directly at Cynthia without having to turn her head. Logan had taken the handcuffs off their hands when he told them that he had put a lock on the outside of the door. They each still had a foot cuffed to the chairs but at least they could move a little. After Logan had removed the handcuffs and left the room, Cynthia had told Jacque that she could hear another man in the cabin. At first Jacque was going to ask how she could possibly hear that, but then rolling her eyes, she remembered, oh yeah, werewolf.
"Who do you think it is?" Jacque asked.
"Maybe a member ofhis pack. There's no way Logan would leave us here by ourselves if he needed supplies. He has to have someone helping him and it's rare for a wolf to seek out a human's help."
Jacque thought about her words and realized that could be useful to Fane.
"Fane, there is another man here with Logan. We haven't seen him but Dr. Steele says she can hear him."
"Ask Dr. Steele to see if she can hear Logan use a name. Any name Logan might say could be useful."
"Okay. Where are you?" Jacque asked.
"We are on the plane on our way to Denver. Sally wants me to tell you..." Jacque felt the reluctance in Fane tell her
"She wants you to tell me what?" Jacque prompted.
"This really should be a conversation that you have with your friends, but Sally won't let up, so, she wants me to tell you that Decebel saw Jen naked." Jacque could hear the embarrassment in his words and she could picture Jen threatening to throw Sally out of the plane.
"What!" Jacque actually spoke out loud as well as in her mind before she could stop herself. Cynthia gave a start at Jacque's sudden outburst. Jacque looked at her timidly. "I'm okay, just some technical difficulties."
"You're talking to Fane, aren't you?" Cynthia asked her.
Jacque nodded and then directed her thoughts back to Fane. "I really want to know why Jen was naked in front of him, but I know what they are doing, they're trying to distract me."
"Distraction is Jen's specialty, love."
"Keep me posted, wolf-man. I'm gonna try and see what Dr. Steele knows." Jacque tried to block out the pain that had begun to burn through her body, she swore it felt like someone was trying to cook her from the inside out.
"Jacquelyn, you're in pain, what's wrong?"
She heard the worry in his voice and felt him pouring love through their bond. She had to cut him off until she could get herself under control or she would drive him mad, knowing she was hurting and out of his reach.
"I'm fine, wolf-man, just some cramps. I'm gonna get some rest before Logan comes back. I love you."
"I'm with you, Luna."
"I know, wolf-man."
Cynthia watched as Jacque curled into a ball, her eyes squeezed closed as if trying to shut out the pain that was tearing through her. She didn't ask if there was anything she could do to help because she knew there wasn't. Until Jacque got wolf blood she would continue to hurt, and more than likely it would get worse. Finally Jacque's body relaxed, but the pain had left her breathless and she strained to drag air into her lungs.
"Be honest, doc," Jacque spoke, opening her eyes and fixing them on her, "how much worse is this going to get?"
