Prompt 084

Title: Lycan Tales
Genre: Drama, suspense
Characters: Ethan, Dom, Alana
Prompt: 084~Disappointed
Word Count: 1,610-ish
Rating: PG-13
Type: Series
Summary: Ethan is upset, Dom hides an important fact, and Alana searches for the truth.
Warnings: Language, brief nudity


Vanderwall Residence, 5:30 pm

With one fluid movement Dom changed from one form to another and continued to race up the stairs to the penthouse. So used to seeing nudity the maids and the butler didn’t even bother to give her a second glance. Well, the butler might have given her a second glance but she was running so fast all he caught was a glimpse. She could hear the strains of the piano as Julius diligently practiced and she absently thought that he was getting a little better. The faint sounds faded as she reached the top floor and burst through the glass doors onto the deck. Her bare feet slapped against the cobblestone before she came to a stop beside the hot tub. She had known Ethan would be out here. This was where he went to relax before any public event.

“Dom, so anxious to join me. If I would have known that I would have waited for you.”
He didn’t even bother to open his eyes, she noticed in disgust. She was sure that he had heard her coming a distance away but still. Did he consider her so meager a threat that he wouldn’t be on his guard? Did he think she was so passive that thoughts of murdering him hadn’t surfaced in her mind numerous times over the years? She felt a growl start to rumble up her chest. Swallowing it back down she dropped to her knees by the hot tub and tried to calm her breathing.
Ethan opened his eyes a bit and looked at her through the haze of steam. She was completely naked and her pupils were dilated as if she were scared. At that thought his body tightened. He thrived on fear. In his mind that's what made him a good Alpha. If there was no fear then his pack mates wouldn’t respect him. Of course when he was around full humans he had to tone down his disdain for their sheep like ways.
“What’s the problem Dom?” he asked lazily. “You seem slightly…perturbed.”
“Ethan, I just came from the hospital.”
“Did another one of your patients die? A pity but as long as you’ve been a doctor I’d think you’d have a thicker skin.”
Feeling a lot calmer than he had before he entered the hot tub Ethan stood and made to get out.

“No, it’s one of Sophia’s patients. Sophia ran a few tests on her and…something has changed in her genetic make-up. She’s a half breed Ethan. And not just any half breed. A fertile half breed. “
Ethan froze with his back to her.“Come again?”
“She said that she’d gotten bitten by a dog but it must not have been a dog. It would have had to been one of us. A rogue maybe?”
“Where is she at?” There was a pause behind him. “Where the hell is she at Dom?”
“I left her at the hospital with Sophia. She won’t get far. She’s going through the change as we speak and her body-“

Her head banged against the wall as Ethan moved so swiftly she didn’t even have time to prepare herself. She closed her eyes as pinwheels of light dance in front of her and nausea worked its way up her throat. The back of her head throbbed in time with her racing heart.
“You left a fertile half breed behind?” He was taking short, shallow breaths and his skin started to ripple and itch, his bones shifted and claws shot out of the hand around Dom's neck. He growled and squeezing his hand tighter, shook her like a rag doll. What he really wanted to do was snapped her scrawny neck.
He had kept a tight rein on any breeding female. They made good bargaining chips with other alphas who didn’t have the surplus he did. Not to mention it allowed him to keep an eye on any whelps that were born. He could never be too careful.
“Who are her parents? Which one was like us?”
“I-I don’t know. Sophia has to run some more test and-"
“You’ve failed me Dominica. Once again. You’re making me regret mating you. You’ve become weak. And one weak link can bring down a whole wall. Why wasn’t this detected earlier?”
“Sophia said that her blood was normal up until now. You know how rare half breeds are. Most of them go their entire lives without realizing that they’re not fully human. With her coming into contact with one of us…she shouldn’t even be changing. There’s something-”
Ethan snarled. “I don’t care about your doctorate Dom. I want that half breed found. Obviously you’re not smart enough to bring her to me. I know someone who will.”
He shook her once more before he tossed her away from him. She stumbled and righted herself before wincing and rubbing at her throat. “You didn’t let me finish Ethan.”
He sliced his hand in the air. “It doesn’t matter. Cancel the event for tonight. I have to make a telephone call. I should have brought him in a weeks ago. Damn it, he's still out there and now this!” Spinning on his heel he walked into his office and punched in a number. It rang once and then a deep voice came over the line.
“Yes?”
“I need you to do something for me…”
Dom stood in the door and listened to Ethan plan. She opened her mouth to speak but he shooed her out of the room before pointedly turned his back on her. Pressing her lips tightly together she spun on her heel and went into her office to cancel the function for tonight. Fine, she thought bitterly, if he didn’t want to listen to what else she had to say, then she wouldn’t mention the vaguely familiar scent she had caught coming from the girl.

Westfield Residence 5:00 pm

Alana shook the pills out onto the table and studied them a moment before she grabbed her laptop from her bedroom and sat down at the kitchen table. She punched in the name of the drug and then sighed at the amount of links that popped up. She wasn’t stupid. She knew something was going on. Dr. Nasri had kept trying to detain her before Alana had slipped out of the room and made a hasty exit. She didn’t know what was going on but it was giving her an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach. A stomach that was still rolling with queasiness.

Wiping a hand over her forehead, she absently noted that her bangs were damp from sweat, she started to diligently go through each link and gather as much information about this mysterious drug as she could. Dr. Nasri hadn’t been able to explain fully exactly how this drug was supposed to help her. All she kept saying was that it would help her sleep. Alana wasn’t having problems sleeping. She had wanted to know what was going on but the doctor has said that her blood work wasn’t back yet. She learned forward to study the image of the pills and then looked the pills resting so innocently on the table.
“They aren’t the same pills,” she whispered to herself then pursed her lips. Maybe she’d gotten the generic form. Changing her searching she once again stared at the image on the screen and then back to the pills on the table.
“No, they still aren’t the same thing. What in the world is going on?”
She blinked furiously when her vision blurred then shaking her head got up from the table. She went to sit on the edge of the couch but missed and ended up on the floor.

Rubbing her forehead again she sighed. She wasn’t the most gracefully person she knew but this was ridiculous! Something was wrong with her. She was sweating like a menopausal woman on a winter’s night. It just didn’t make any sense. She blamed the dog. He was the source of all her problems. If he hadn’t came when he did and saved her life then none of this would be happening. She’d just be dead and none the wiser. She groaned. What was she thinking?
“See, now you’re not even lucid. Girl, get a grip,” she told herself. “Just call in sick to work. There’s no way I can teach like this.”

Knowing she wasn’t going to feel better Alana started to get up off the floor to make a telephone call. That way she knew her class would be covered. She had accumulated a plethora of sick days since she rarely, if ever, was sick.
Placing her hands on the floor she shifted until she was reasonable sure she would be able to stand. Taking a deep breath she stiffened her arms and started to push herself upward. Her first attempted she only managed about an inch before her arms started to tremble and a bead of sweat ran down into her eye.
“Ouch! Crap, crap! That’s burns!”
Blinking rapidly she started to push herself up again.

She felt her feet slip out from under her. Her arms pinwheeled for a moment before she was able to plant a hand on the ground. Her whole body started to shake and goosebumps covered her skin.
“This isn’t natural,” she whispered as her eyes seemed to close of their own accord. She tried to keep them open but to no avail. It felt as if someone was steadily pushing her down until her back made contact with the floor. She heaved a contented sigh.
“I’ll just lay here for a moment,” she said drowsily. “Then,” she yawned. “In a few minutes I’ll…get up…and call…my…jo-”