Rescuing Their Virgin Mate[Pack Wars-Book 3] by Vella Day Page B

over his wound. In minutes, he’d return to normal. The guard wouldn’t be
so lucky.
    Remaining outside with the downed guard
in plain view wasn’t smart. There was no telling when another Colter would
arrive. Crouching, Dirk lifted the giant on his shoulders and stood. He grunted
as he hauled the massive man into the warehouse and dumped him on the floor.
    Squeaks and whimpers caught his
attention. Holy fuck . Two cages sat
in the far corner. With what little light came in the window, it was hard to
see who was inside. He trotted over. Once he neared, his heart broke.
    One girl in ripped clothes
had her back to him, but the other one cowered at the end of her cage. The idea
that Elena had been housed like this sent a violent streak up his body so hard
he almost shifted. The cages were padlocked. He might have been able to find
something to smash open the lock, but the key was the way to go. He rushed over
to the guard and checked his pockets. Not only did he find the key, he removed the
man’s phone and wallet. Maybe the identity of one of Hood’s men might lead him
to Hood’s location.
    Once he unlocked the cage
doors, he wiped his bloody palm on his pants and knelt. He held out a hand.
“Girls. I’m here to free you.” He doubted they’d believe him. “We need to
hurry.”
    The brunette in the corner
came closer. “Really?” Her voice was raspy.
    “Yes. Come on. You can come
out. I won’t hurt you.”
    Once the first girl crawled
out, he tapped the cage of the second one. She moaned. He looked back at the
first girl. “Is she okay?”
    The girl shook her head. “No.
She’s really sick.”
    Dirk crawled in and slid the
girl toward the opening. She didn’t weigh more than ninety pounds. He lifted
her in his arms and placed her near the warehouse entrance.
    “Stay here for a minute. I’ll
get my car.” He feared the first girl might try to run. If she’d worn shoes, he
would have taken her with him. “It’s dangerous outside. Okay?”
    She grimaced then nodded. As
fast as he could, he sprinted out of the warehouse and charged toward his car.
The next two minutes seemed an eternity. He constantly glanced over his
shoulder to make sure the girl obeyed. He counted on her not leaving her
friend.
    As soon as he hopped in his
car, he raced back. He opened the back seat door and then entered the warehouse.
The first girl hadn’t moved. “My car’s outside. I’ll put your friend in back
and you can sit with her.”
    “You don’t need to handcuff
me?” Tears streamed down her face.
    “No, sweetie. I’m going to
see that you get home safely.” He hoped his tone came out with assurance.
    He picked up the ill girl and
carried her outside. The first girl shielded her eyes against the bright light.
After he placed her on the seat and fastened her seatbelt, he motioned for the
first one to climb in.
    Once they were set, he took
off, keeping an eye out for any sudden movement in the parking lot. He asked
their names, but neither one was Elena’s other two friends. As he left the port
district, he dialed the general and told him of his find.
    “We’ll send over a team and
deal with the guard.”
    “What should I do with the
girls?” Headquarters wasn’t set up to deal with this.
    “Drive them to my house. My
wife is a nurse. She’ll know what to do.”
    He was relieved the general had
offered his home. Other than the brunette soothing the other girl, she said
nothing. It took him close to twenty minutes to reach the general’s house. No
sooner had he pulled in the drive, the general’s wife came out of her house and
rushed to the car.
    “Are you okay?” Worry laced
her face.
    He nodded. “It’s mostly the
other guy’s blood.”
    She peeked in the back, but
with the tinted window, she wouldn’t see much. “Are the girls back there?”
    “Yes.” He opened the door.
“Ladies, it’s time for you to return home.”
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    Elena couldn’t take her gaze
off Clay as he undressed. While he was