just kept running, not seeing Thor, not
seeing anyone.
Thor spread out his arms and
crouched, preparing to tackle Luke to the ground as Luke came at him.
At the speed Luke was going,
it was obvious that Luke was intending to run straight at Thor and
right through him.
CHAPTER
SEVEN
As Luke hurtled forward with
a roar, Baxter came flying out of a corner and landed on Luke. Luke
let out a howl of rage and anguish as Thor and Baxter held him down.
Dylan ran up to them and put
his hand on Luke's shoulder. “I'll find her,” he told
Luke.
“Get your fucking hands
off me!” Luke screamed. “Let me go! I need to get to
Jade! Let go! I have to find her, I should have protected her!”
Dylan pulled Luke up by the
collar and shook him hard. “Get a hold of yourself and your
bear! There's work to be done here. We need to find the survivors.
If you can't help, then stay out of the way.”
Luke snarled at him and Dylan
caught the glint of claws at the tips of Luke's curled fingers. His
bear was coming out, and it looked like Luke wouldn't be able to
control the maddened beast in his present state. He would be a
danger to everyone present and himself.
“I will find your
sister. I promise you, Luke.” Dylan grabbed Luke and shook
him again, forcing him to stare into his eyes. “I. Will. Find.
Jade.”
Luke's blue eyes had turned
feral and he thrashed madly in Dylan's iron grip.
Dylan signaled to Thor, who
nodded once and muscled Luke away.
Dylan heard familiar voices
and he saw his team members running towards him. Caleb, their beta,
was at the head of the group and he jerked his head at Dylan.
“Where's Luke?”
Caleb asked.
“He's with Thor. It's
better if he stays away,” Dylan said tersely.
Caleb gave a grim nod. “Yes.
Let's hope she's alive.” When Dylan met his eyes, he
understood his beta's unspoken worry right away.
If they didn't find Jade
alive, they might lose Luke. He might blame himself for his sister's
death, and his pain and hatred might cause him to lose his mind and
lose control of his bear. If he turned rogue, they would have to
hunt him down and destroy him.
“Damn it, she's alive,”
Dylan snapped, refusing to think otherwise.
The Black Bears approached
the cordoned off area and were stopped by police officers. Caleb
stepped forward and showed them his Black Bears identification badge.
“We can help,” he
told the officers. “My bears can sniff out any survivors, and
they can help locate the bodies as well.”
One of the policemen hurried
off and returned with a senior detective.
Dylan recognized the
detective. He had worked with the detective on a number of cases and
knew Detective Kai Wong to be a smart, decisive officer of the law.
Detective Wong nodded at the
Black Bears. “Thank you for your offer to help. There are
many hands on site already. We are hoping to find the remains of the
bomb and see if we can find out who is behind the bombing. But—the
scene is a mess. We want clues and we want answers, but our priority
is to find as many survivors as possible. So far...there aren't
many.”
The detective glanced behind
him and blew out a breath. “We can allow only six of your
members in. The rest of you will have to stay behind the police
line.”
Caleb nodded. “Dylan,
Baxter, Aidan, Mason, Vera, with me! The rest of you, fan out and
see if you can find any clues to aid the police in their
investigation,” he ordered.
“Yes, Beta!”
The Black Bears spread out
and began to do their jobs.
CHAPTER
EIGHT
Dylan ducked under the police
tape and approached the collapsed diner. The smell of death and
destruction was thick in the air. He could scent the spilled food
and coffee from the diner, and he could smell the bodies trapped
under the rubble.
This was a devastating,
dastardly attack. The bomb had killed so many innocent people.
Dylan crouched at a corner of
the pile of rubble and put his hand gently on a fallen beam. They
had to be careful not to move the