Pheromonal: One Night With the Alpha novel Chapter 84

Chapter 84: Breaking News #1

A roaring in my ears has me twitching uncomfortably. Something hard holds my arms down at an awkward angle, and my head lolls back and forth. It’s impossible to get comfortable—

My eyes snap open, blinking into a brightly lit room.

"Ah, you’re finally awake."

The familiar, unfamiliar voice has me rolling my head slowly in its direction. It’s like my body’s underwater. It takes a lot of work to finally squint in the direction of the speaker.

My vision slowly clears with every blink, and I see Firefighter Jim. Only, he’s not a firefighter anymore. He’s dressed all in black, sharpening what looks like an honest-to-goodness medieval dagger.

Very strange. Especially when I finally take in our location.

Not some dingy warehouse or stone dungeon. It kind of looks like a really, really nice hotel room.

"You kidnapped me."

"Yes."

The glint of metal catches my eye as Jim inspects his dagger. My brain screams danger, but my limbs feel like lead weights. I can’t even flinch when his face looms close, his breath hot on my skin. It smells oddly like sulfur.

"How are you feeling?" His tone is oddly friendly, like we’re old pals catching up over coffee.

My thoughts swim through molasses. "My head hurts."

"Sorry about that." He has the audacity to look sheepish. "Might’ve knocked it a few times bringing you here."

A random thought bubbles up. "My groceries?"

Jim laughs, the sound jarring in this surreal situation. He strolls to a mini-fridge, casual as can be. "Left them in the elevator."

"Those were expensive," I mumble, my priorities clearly scrambled.

"I’ll reimburse you." He pulls out a water bottle, the plastic crinkling loudly in the quiet room.

As he moves, I realize I can twitch my fingers now. The fog in my brain starts to lift, reality crashing in. I’m tied to a chair. Kidnapped. By a man with a dagger.

"Are you going to kill me?"

Jim’s eyebrows shoot up, genuine surprise on his face. "Of course not."

My heart pounds, adrenaline finally kicking in. "Then why am I here?"

He uncaps the water bottle, taking a long swig before answering. "You’re a person of interest, Nicole. To some very powerful people."

"What people?" I struggle against my bonds, but they hold firm.

Jim shakes his head, a wry smile on his lips. "Now that would be telling. Let’s just say they’re curious about your... unique qualities."

A chill runs down my spine. "I don’t know what you’re talking about."

"Oh, I think you do." He leans in close again, that sulfurous scent making me gag. "Catalyst."

How does he know? Stupid question. Clearly he’s with all the crazy people doing crazy things to my life.

"Who are you really?" I demand, fear giving way to anger.

Jim’s smile widens, revealing teeth that seem just a bit too sharp. "Just a humble servant, doing my job."

"Some job," I spit. "Kidnapping innocent women."

He laughs again, the sound grating on my nerves. "Well, sometimes the ends justify the means."

"What ends?" I press, desperate for any information.

Jim taps the side of his nose. "All in good time, my dear. For now, why don’t we make you more comfortable?"

Do I need a code even to get out? That’s creepy.

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