Mikal (Second Wave Book 3) by Mikayla Lane Page B

Chris said in irritation.
    Dane and Alex high fived each other.
    “It was worth it,” Dane said with a grin as Alex nodded in agreement.
    “Enough!” Lara said, turning to them with a grin.
    From what Mikal had told them, Lara thought it was nothing less than what the man deserved for what he’d done to those girls. She didn’t feel too bad about giving him a taste of his own medicine, but time was running out, and they needed information.
    “Man, that’s pathetic,” Dree said as she threw up a shimmering barrier between the doctor and them, reducing the quickly spreading smell.
    Lara knelt in front of the doctor, ignoring the blade shaking violently in his thigh as he trembled in silent fear and pain.
    “You have a choice here. You need to think about this very carefully. You see, you can still save your life,” she said, watching his eyes get big as his hope flared in his energy.
    When Lara knew she had his attention, she continued.
    “You have to work for us,” she said, stunning everyone in the room.

Chapter Six
     
    The entire room was silent for a long moment, the only sound the heavy breathing of the doctor and his sniffling. But that changed as everyone erupted in angry protests at Lara’s declaration.
    “Get him out of here and cleaned up! Everyone else stay where you are!” Chris yelled out before the siblings could make the situation worse.
    They’d just gotten the doctor to a point where they knew he would cooperate, and Lara’s bombshell statement was threatening to ruin that. Chris glared at his siblings until Jason and Reign lifted the doctor up, chair and all and headed towards the door.
    Everyone remained quiet while they took the doctor out, but once the door shut again they began shouting their disapproval of Lara’s plan.
    “Hush!” Lara said, sending out a wave of energy to calm everyone down.
    When the room was quiet, Lara explained her reasoning.
    “This isn’t about what you want or what you think is the right thing to do. It’s about Mikal, Chance, and her sisters. That jerk may be the only person who can tell them anything about themselves. Where they come from, who they are . . . besides being able to help us get her sisters out and find other labs,” Lara explained.
    “OK, I didn’t think about that,” Cade relented.
    Most of the others quickly agreed.
    “Are we sure that’s what they want?” Sigmund asked, affectionately called Siggy by his siblings.
    Everyone looked at Chance and Mikal.
    “I want him alive,” Mikal said without hesitation as he gently squeezed Chance’s hand.
    Chance slowly shook her head as well.
    “I would also like to know what we are. Where we came from. Where we belong. They wouldn’t tell us anything,” Chance admitted. 
    “The belonging is easy! You and your family belong here with ours!” Dree said with a big grin on her face.
    Everyone nodded their agreement, and Mikal looked down at her with a gentle smile. He was proud of his family and friends and their easy acceptance of Chance. He could easily feel her confusion and inability to deal with the emotions that they were bringing out in her.
    Mikal looked up.
    “Thank you for being so understanding. I know this won’t be easy for any of us. He’ll have to be guarded every second,” he said.
    “That’s OK; every time he screws up we’ll let Dree slap him,” Dusty said with a grin as everyone chuckled.
    Chris clapped his hands together to get everyone’s attention.
    “Alright! New plan is to convince him it’s in his best interest to change sides. He seemed to respond well to the prospect of remaining alive, so we’ll give him an incentive to do so . . .” Chris began when his brothers brought the doctor back inside.
    The soaking wet, bright red doctor saw everyone in the room and began screaming again.
    “I’ll tell you anything you want to know! Anything! I’ll work for you! Please! Please . . . just stop,” Dr. Mussberger said as he dropped his head to his chest