Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

Chapter 254

Xena's POV

Come on! It's time to see what I've prepared for you!" Wiley's voice carried a twisted excitement that made my skin crawl.

Hands grabbed my arms and dragged me from the trunk. The parking garage was dimly lit, shadows dancing across concrete walls. I caught sight of another figure being pulled from a second trunk. It took me a moment to realize it was William, but he was unconscious. A warrior threw him over his shoulder like a sack of grain while Tatum gripped my arm, forcing me to follow alongside them.

Despite my efforts to look around for any identifying features, nothing stood out to tell me where we were. By my calculations, we'd only been in the car for an hour or two at most. We'd passed some railroad tracks, but when they'd taken a turn too sharply and I'd been thrown against the other side of the trunk, I'd lost track of our location entirely.

My head had struck something metal during that turn, and I could feel blood trickling down my temple.

"Welcome to our research laboratory." Alpha Wiley seemed proud of this revelation.

The moment he opened the door, I was blinded by harsh fluorescent lighting. Everything was white-floors, walls, ceiling, even the lights themselves were a brilliant, sterile white. The people inside wore full protective suits that covered them from head to toe, leaving only their eyes visible behind clear face shields. The lab stretched out before us, filled with gleaming equipment, computer terminals, and rows of glass containers filled with various colored liquids. The antiseptic smell was overwhelming, mixed with something chemical and wrong that made my stomach turn.

"What is all this?" I asked, the acrid chemical smell in the air making me uneasy.

a black bath bomb. "We also have various poisons, and our latest creation..." He held up the dark sphere with disturbing pride. "This little bomb releases deadly toxins into your drinking water. Just drop this into a water tank, and everyone in the city dies the moment their

destruction. I fought to keep my expression neutral, but rage burned

it?" I stared

a look that told me I needed to stop asking questions. Tatum pulled me from

door

were bent over welding tables, wearing protective masks. At first I didn't understand what

do you see? This little guy flies to its

control from his pocket, and what had appeared to be a solid

weapons was staggering, and it made me realize just how dangerous our enemy truly was. They weren't just a group of thugs-they

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room might interest you even more." Tatum smiled as he pulled me from that room

the door