Untitled Part 34

                                    

                                          
Oliver woke still in his wolf form and lifted his head from the concrete floor. He tried to move but his left hind leg was chained to the wall. The arrow had been removed from his side, but he could tell the wound was still there from the way it hurt to breath.
                          
A whine escaped his throat as he looked around. The room was bare with a concrete floor and walls with no windows. The door was across the room and there was a small window at the top. He tried to shift but something was keeping him from doing so. He quickly realized that the arrow must have been dipped in something that would keep him from shifting and he growled. He tried to reach out to Felicity, but something kept blocking his mind and it was then he recognized the man he had seen standing over him. He had been a doctor at the clinic where he had met Felicity.
                          
He only interacted with the doctor a few times during his captivity. So when he returned and killed the doctors that had ran tests on him, he had spared the man's life. He was realizing now that letting him live had been a huge mistake. It was not one he would make a second time.
                          
He heard the door open and looked up to see the man walk into the room. He was wearing a white lab coat and he stopped and knelt next to Oliver. Oliver growled at him and the man smiled.
                          
"Well I see you are awake. I am Dr. Joseph Ingles. I might look a little familiar to you." He let his eyes look Oliver over again and Oliver growled and then whimpered. His wound was healing rapidly, but not as quickly as he would have expected, and Oliver guessed there was something on the arrow that was slowing it down.
                          
"The first time I saw you, I was amazed. You see I have been studying hybrids for most of my life. The ones I have come across have been, well, unremarkable. Until you." His eyes grew excited. "The way you came back to the clinic and took care of my counterparts. It was perfection."
                          
Dr. Ingles stood and walked over to a wall where he touched a button and opened an invisible compartment. There was a computer inside along with a monitor and several other items that Oliver did not recognize. Ingles typed hurriedly on the keyboard and then reached into his coat pocket. He pulled out a syringe and Oliver's eyes flared when he saw it.
                          
Oliver tried again to change but ended up whimpering and lying back down.
                          
"Oh, if you are worried about not being able to shift back to your vampire form, I have injected you with an experimental drug that is supposed to suppress that ability in hybrids." Dr. Ingles grinned. "It seems to be working."
                          
He stood and approached Oliver and then knelt next to him again. Oliver moved back as far as he could, his eyes shimmering with gold and pain. His lips snarled again, and Dr. Ingles removed the lid from the syringe. He quickly stuck Oliver in the side and when Oliver whimpered again, and his world started to go black his last thought was of Felicity.
                          
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Nyssa and Tommy arrived quickly and when they saw Felicity's eyes they were taken aback. Why were her eyes glowing gold? Did it have something to do with her being an alerra or was it because her mate was injured and missing?
                          
She was frantic when they arrived, and Tommy calmed her down enough for her to tell him what had occurred. Oliver had gone hunting and had not come back. She knew he was injured because of their connection and they needed to find him soon.
                          
Nyssa placed a calming hand on Felicity as Tommy held her gaze. "I am going to shift to my wolf and see if I can track him." Felicity nodded absently. "Felicity, we will find him. I promise."
                          
He walked out the door and Felicity hurried to the window to see him shift and then take off toward the forest.
                          
"Do you think he will be able to track his scent?" She turned and looked at Nyssa with a small glimmer of hope.