Race to Destiny 4 (16 page)

The Drekinn Series Book One

By Jana Leigh

"Hello?" Calli yelled as sweetly as she could, waiting to see if her friends were close, or if the assholes that kidnapped her were intelligent enough to see she was awake, come in here, and tell her what the hell was going on.

In the distance, she could hear her friends cussing.  Cherri's voice came out the clearest as she screamed, "Muther fucking assholes, come back in here and show me what kind of men you really are.  PUSSIES!"

Well, someone woke up on the wrong side of the drug-induced coma.  Calli wanted to laugh hysterically.  If any of them got free, they were going to kill their captors, or seriously disfigure them.

"Cherri shut the fuck up.  Where the hell are we?" Calli yelled and waited while her friends, who were obviously together, argued.

"Cherri, seriously, answer her, you have got to stop the screeching," Rissa said calmly.  Calli wanted to laugh, because out of all of them, Cherri was the most levelheaded, unless she was given drugs, it pissed her off since she was a doctor.  She lectured them constantly on putting foreign chemicals in their bodies.  Like caffeine, Calli had to have at least three cups of coffee in the morning as well as a shot of caffeine in the afternoon. 
They didn't make it like they used to,
she thought.  Coffee had been deemed bad for you, so therefore, the days where you could get a double shot of espresso were gone.  Now when you ordered a cup of coffee, you were lucky if you got a slight nervous buzz from it.

So many things had changed over the years.  When the
Breyting,
or magical community, came out of the closet, suddenly everything changed.  Besides the fact that Central Park was overran with shifters running in the open, the humans thought they could control things.  They just didn't realize that they had been around for a lot longer than humans.  So they did what any normal race would do, they tried to fight them.  That lasted for only a few years until the Drekinn Agency stepped forward and compromised.  The damage was done though.  Caffeine was labeled bad for shifters just because one stupid dragon had gone crazy on a caffeine buzz.  Really, if anyone drank twelve cups of coffee to stay awake for a midterm, they would have reacted the same.  However, the college had not appreciated their classroom being torched just because the guy was jittery and misinterpreted the guy next to him handing him a test for an attack.   

It was the little things that pissed off the humans.  Calli heard a door open and swung towards the door.  They may have her chained to the wall with silver, a big misconception by the way, but if she could get free, it wouldn't even leave a mark.  Silver only drained the shifter's powers for a little while, but it wouldn't kill them.  No, the only way to kill a shifter was the normal way, a bullet through the head.  And that was only if you were a good shot.  Most shifters were too fast and could react, but they couldn't heal from a bullet to the brain.  In other words, whoever took them had a purpose.  One Calli didn't think she was going to like.

The door opened to the cell she was in and her heart sank a little.  Yep, she was going to die.  Calli hung her head and shook it in resignation.  She could hear the murmur of voices outside the door. 
Great
, when she was done with this asshole, she had to kill the others.  The man was strangely proportioned with a large body and small arms, though his hands were huge.  His long, greasy, unwashed hair added to his disgusting appearance.  She totally would not fuck him, even if she were paid.  His face was the ugliest thing she had seen in a long while, with brown, dirty teeth and a thin mouth.

"Seriously, you fuckers are gonna pay for this," Calli growled and then pulled against the chains.  They had her chained against a wall, spread eagled, with her hands and feet bound and then chains crisscrossing her chest.  Her feet weren
’t even touching the ground, so she couldn't get any momentum to move.

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