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A low growl comes from the other side of the room, one that is clearly from my mate and his wolf, but again, I ignore it because I have to.

"We're kept in building A, the main building where all of Kentworth's testing is done. There are three halls with patient quarters, one that holds about thirty of what the doc referred to as his average specimens, but the other two house what he calls theelite.Males and females are separated and he only keeps his favorites there, the ones who were rare or almost extinct.” I start picking at the burger bun in front of me. "Building B is where the guards live, C is where the nurses and orderlies live, D is an armory, and E is essentially a morgue. There's also a huge garage that contains a few vehicles, most of which probably don't work after what I did.” With a sigh, I realize I'm way more tired than I expected to be and growing more so by the second. "I can draw a map of the property, give you all the specifics needed if you're willing to help me get the others out. Either way, you need to know all of this because Kentworth is coming to Oregon and he won't stop until every last one of your clan is stuck in that hell with him. He even did a huge purge to make room for everyone right before I left."

“Apurge?” Ronny growls. “What the fuck is a purge?”

“Exactly what it sounds like.” I slide my stool back, my body just as heavy as my heart. My heart that's in pieces despite the way they try to flip back into place when I find Colton staring at me. "I can tell you more, tell you every disgusting and horrific detail about Kentworth Labs and its so-called research, and I’ll help you figure out a way to keep your clan safe, but if you don't mind, I'd really like to lie down. I'm not feeling very well.”

Ronny gets to his feet the second I do, the young wolf clearly having been taught the ways of a pack despite not living in a traditional one. "Do you need anything? Anything at all, Luna?"

I shake my head and avoid looking at everyone so they don't see my tears. "Just sleep, but thank you."

Gods, this fucking hurts, almost hurts more than when Colton actually said the words and practically shouted his rejection in my face.

But I have to put that aside for now and focus on my mission, focus on getting the others out and keeping them, as well as my new friends and their clan, safe.

There will be plenty of time to mourn the loss of my mate when I go Rogue, plenty of time to love him and grieve him while I'm all alone.

With a quick nod and mumbled thanks to the mated couples, I head toward the hall and just before I slip into the room that I barely have the energy to enjoy, my skin prickles and I lift my head only to meet warm whiskey-colored eyes.

"Can you be ready by eight tomorrow morning?"

My entire body starts to tremble from his proximity, it shakes and begs over the space Colton silently closed. "Y-yes."

He searches my face briefly then looks over my shoulder. "Then be ready. I'll pick you up."

The ice in his tone, the curt way he spoke, it snuffs out the last of the hope that I had, hope that maybe he'd somehow still want me, but because he is my mate, the man I love more than anything, I nod and will my tears to hold off just a little longer. "I'll be ready."

Colton gives me a firm nod then spins on his heel and puts space between us once again.

Space that I feel more intensely than I did when there were actual states separating us.

I guess searching for my mate was pointless because I lost him long ago, and finding him now only confirms that.

Colton will always be lost to me.

Always.

Chapter10

Out of My Mind

COLT

Ihave officially been reduced to my most basic instincts.

Eat. Sleep. Piss.

Go psycho over my mate.

Yeah, I'mthat guynow.

When I realized Lark was the body laying broken in the bed at Zan’s, I literally passed the fuck out.

It was like this tornado that had been raging around me, the tornado of my nightmares and growing unease had finally reached the eye of the storm the moment she said my name, and things moved in slow motion. Her voice was hoarse and cracked but unmistakable, and my wolf howled like a goddamn maniac at the sound. Then he went apeshit over her wounds, demanded we shift so he could heal them himself, and he threw a fucking temper tantrum over the way Zan and Vok were holding her down. A big enough fit to bring that tornado raging back in full force, slamming right into my fucking brain and I went ass over elbow.

I came to about an hour later with Zan hovering over me—as per our usual these days—while I was sprawled on the couch in his living room.

The fucker laughed at me, actually laughed, because he found it amusing that Ifainted like a female,then he gave me the update on Lark.

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