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Dread settled cold and heavy in her stomach, but she wasn’t about to back down now.
“Let me in,” she demanded, pissed off and terrified. “Goddamn it, open this fucking door and tell me what’s going on!”
She lifted her hand and fisted it, but before she had a chance to pound on the glass, it slid open on a soft hiss. She stormed inside, Alex following in on her heels.
“Tell me,” Je
“There have been some changes in your blood,” he said, his deep voice impossibly low. Too gentle. “In your DNA, as well.”
“Changes.” Je
“Anomalies,” Gideon interjected. When she swung her head to look at him, she was struck by the concern in the warrior’s eyes. He spoke carefully, looking and sounding far too much like a doctor doling out the worst kind of news to his patient. “We’ve found some odd cellular replications, Je
She shook her head, as much in confusion as it was reflex to deny what she thought she was hearing. “I don’t understand. Are you talking about some kind of disease? Did that creature infect me with something when he bit me?”
“Nothing like that,” Gideon said. He shot an anxious look at Lucan. “Well, not exactly, that is.”
“Then what exactly?” she demanded. The answer hit her not even a second later. “Oh, Jesus Christ. This thing in the back of my neck.” She put her hand over the spot where the Ancient had inserted that granule-size bit of unidentified material. “This thing he put inside me is causing the changes. That’s what you mean, isn’t it?”
Gideon gave her a faint nod. “It’s biotechnology of some kind—nothing the Breed or humankind has the capability to create. From the newest X rays we took today, it appears the implant is integrating into your spinal cord at a very accelerated rate, as well.”
“Take it out.”
A round of uneasy looks traveled the group of big males. Even Tess seemed awkwardly silent, unwilling to hold Je
“It’s not that simple,” Gideon finally replied. “Perhaps you should see the X ray for yourself.”
Before she could consider whether she wanted to see proof of anything she was being told, the image of her skull and spinal column blinked full-screen on a monitor mounted to the wall in front of her. In an instant, Je
Easily hundreds more, each thin strand weaving intricately—inextricably—through and around her spinal cord.
Gideon cleared his throat. “As I said, the object is apparently comprised of a combination of genetic material and advanced high technology. I’ve never seen anything like it, nor have I been able to find any human scientific research that even comes close to what this is. Given the biological transformation we’re seeing in your DNA and blood work, it would seem the source of the genetic material was the Ancient himself.”
Which meant part of that creature was inside her. Living there. Thriving.
Je
“Take it out of me,” she said, her voice climbing in her distress. “Take the goddamned thing out of me right now, or I’ll do it myself!”
She reached up with both hands and started clawing at her nape with her fingernails, desperation making her go a little crazy.
She didn’t even see Brock move from his position on the other side of the tech lab, but in less than a moment, he was right beside her, his large hands wrapping around her fingers. His dark brown eyes found her gaze and didn’t release her.
“Easy now,” he said, a low whisper as he gently, but firmly, drew her hands away from her nape and held them in his warm grasp. “Breathe, Je
Her lungs squeezed, then released on a hitching sob. “Let go of me. Please, leave me alone, all of you.”
She pulled back and tried to walk away, but the heavy drumbeats of her pulse and a sudden ringing in her ears made the room around her pitch violently. A dark wave of nausea swept her, cloaking everything in a thick, dizzying fog.
“I’ve got you,” Brock’s soothing voice murmured somewhere close to her ear. She felt her feet leave the ground and for the second time in as many days she found herself caught up in the safety of his arms.
CHAPTER
Ten
He didn’t make excuses for what he was doing or where he was taking her. Merely strode out of the tech lab and carried her back up the corridor she’d come from with Alex a few minutes before.
“Let go of me,” Je
He grunted but kept walking. “I heard you the first time.”
She closed her eyes, only because it was too hard to keep them open and watch the ceiling of the corridor contort and swirl above her as Brock carried her deeper into the compound. He slowed after a moment, then turned sharply, and Je
“Please, put me down,” she murmured, her tongue thick, throat gone bone dry. The pounding behind her eyes had become a jackhammer throb, the ringing in her ears a deafening high-frequency whine that seemed to want to split her skull wide open. “Oh, God,” she gasped, unable to hide her agony. “It hurts so much …”
“Okay,” Brock said quietly. “Everything’s go
“No, it won’t.” She whimpered, humiliated by the sound of her own weakness, and the fact that Brock was seeing her like this. “What’s happening to me? What did he do to me?”
“It doesn’t matter right now,” Brock whispered, his deep voice held too tight. Too carefully level to be believed. “Let’s just get you through this first.”
He crossed the room with her and knelt down to place her on the sofa. Je
“Relax,” he said, and those strong, tender hands came up near her face. He leaned over her and lightly stroked her cheek, his dark eyes compelling her to hold his gaze. “Just relax and breathe now, Je
She’d calmed a bit already, easing into the sound of her name on his lips, the feathery warmth of his fingers as they skated slowly from her cheek to her jaw, then down, along the side of her neck. The short bursts of breath that sawed in and out of her lungs began to slow, to ease, as Brock cupped her nape in one hand and glided his other palm in an unrushed, soothing back-and-forth motion across the top of her chest.
“That’s it,” he murmured, his gaze still locked on hers, intense and yet so impossibly tender at the same time. “Let go of all the pain, and relax. You’re safe, Je