Screw My Childhood Sweetheart His Alpha Brother Marked Me First novel Chapter 146

Chapter 146

Chapter 146

All I could think was that it felt like cotton balls had been shoved down my throat. My tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth and my lips were painfully dry. I rolled to my side and the darkness around me swirled and pitched.

I blinked. Fluorescent light pierced the darkness. Images came in snapshots. Stained cement floor. Dingy cot. Metal bars.

It was the bars that had me jerking upright. It was a bad move. Everything around me swam in a mix of color and light. A wave of nausea swept through me.

“Try not to move too quickly. The drugs can really throw you for a loop.”

I swung around towards the female voice, which only brought on more nausea. I closed my eyes for a moment, giving my stomach a chance to

settle.

“Breathe in through your nose and out through your mouth. It helps.”

I did as the voice instructed. After a dozen or so breaths, I felt better. The nausea wasn’t gone, but I was no longer in danger of tossing my cookies. I cracked my eyes open. I came face–to–face with a girl about my age, sitting cross–legged on a cot in the cell next to mine.

“Hi,” I croaked.

The girl gave me a shaky smile. “Hi. I’m Rezah.”

“Senna.” I quickly scanned the other six cells. It was clear we were in a basement of some sort. There were cinder block walls and no windows. “Where are we?”

Any hint of warmth fled Rezah’s expression. She hugged her knees to her chest. “I don’t know.”

“Who took us?” I searched my mind for the last thing I remembered. Jaz. The Diet Coke. When I got out of here, I was going to kill her.

“We can’t talk about them,” Rezah whispered.

Them. A group. A pack. Who? I opened my mouth to press the girl but saw she was trembling, her eyes darting around as if someone might jump out and attack her at any moment. I needed another tack. “Where are you from?”

Rezah focused back on me. “The Lakeland pack in Michigan.”

My eyes widened a fraction. “Is that where we are? Michigan?” With no windows, I couldn’t tell if the landscape around was at all familiar. For all I knew, we could’ve been in Dubai.

“I don’t know,” she said softly.

“How long have you been here?”

Rezah’s dark hair was long and a little bit scraggly. Something that spoke of going without brushing or a haircut for too long. She looked at the cinder block wall. That was when I saw it. Tally marks carved into the rock. Her eyes roamed over the grooves. “A little over nine months.”

My stomach gave a vicious cramp. Nine months. I’d never make it that long. A pang lit in my chest, claws digging deep. My bond. My mates. Tears stung my eyes as I rubbed my sternum. They had to be going crazy by now. I opened my mind to the pack link, reaching out. There was only silence.

“Our mind links don’t work here.”

My gaze snapped to Rezah. “That’s not possible.”

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Chapter 146

“He has powerful shields working for him. You can’t use your gift. You can’t reach out to your family. You can’t even shift because they g every day.” A tear slid down Rezah’s cheek, but she didn’t lift a hand to wipe it away. As if she’d gotten so used to them falling, she didn’t even notice anymore.

“Who?” I pushed.

Rezah started shaking again. This time worse than before. “Don’t say his name.”

Something scratched at the back of my mind. A memory. An SUV. That familiar voice calling me daughter. Ice slid through my veins. My birth father. That was who had us. And I knew him. But I couldn’t get my mind to quite make the leap.

Rezah hugged her knees tighter to her chest and began to rock back and forth. I felt like the worst kind of monster. “It’s okay. You don’t have to tell me.”

What I needed to focus on now was getting out of here. I closed my eyes and felt for my wolf. She was there, somewhere deep in that golden pool of energy, but when I tried to bring her forth, I couldn’t. I tugged harder, trying to bring the energy around me. Nothing.

I let out a frustrated breath, sweat breaking out on my brow. I closed my eyes again, searching for my connection to the guys. I could still feel them, pinpricks of light on the darkest night, but they felt a million miles away. Forming a message with my mind, I pushed it out into the darkness.

It was almost as if the words echoed back at me from stone walls. Nothing could get through. Panic lit deep in my belly, but I focused on keeping my breathing even.

I opened my eyes and pushed off the cot. My legs were shaky, either from the drugs or from going too long without food. I moved first to the door of the cell, studying the lock. It was key–coded. If I could fry the lock mechanism or even the bars themselves, I bet I could break free.

Feeling for that golden pool of energy again, I focused on my anger. My rage. Jaz. Whoever had taken me. Being separated from my mates.

I let all of the emotion fuel me, then shot out a hand. There was a buzzing sensation, but nothing happened. I could feel the start of my gift taking hold, but then it simply fizzled out.

Hell. I searched the walls for any point of weakness. There was a curtained area at the back of the cell. I moved towards it and pulled the fabric back. There was a bathroom that looked like it belonged in a prison. A toilet with no lid. The tiniest sink I’d ever seen. And a shower about a foot and a half wide.

My stomach twisted. This place was designed for extended stays. Nine months. Rezah’s words echoed in my head.

Panic raced through me, but I shoved it down and stepped back into the cell. I closed my eyes again, trying to open my mind. River had said he could always sense me as long as I opened myself to him.

“What are you doing?” Rezah asked.

“Trying to contact my mates. If I can just clear my mind, my empath will sense me.”

She was silent for a moment as I focused. “They can’t find you, Senna. No one can.”

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