Mikal (Second Wave Book 3) by Mikayla Lane

chest pressed so closely to his own as he pinned her against the wall.
    Closing his eyes, he breathed deeply of her scent before he looked down into her beautiful but furious eyes.
    “He’s trying to shake you and keep you off balance while he stalls for time. You have to stay calm to get your answers,” he said quietly near her ear, his breath unintentionally caressing her neck.
    Alpha Two looked up into his eyes and was lost for a moment. Suddenly realizing how close they were together, she dissolved into air and reappeared behind him, facing the doctor.

Chapter Four
     
    Alpha Two stared angrily at the doctor, trying to erase the images of the guards beating her baby sister to death from her mind. She’d only seen the precious little girl once, but she’d spoken to her every night - until one day when she heard the child’s excitement about asking for a name, to be called Katie by the doctors and guards.
    She’d never heard from the child again. She had always assumed that they had somehow killed the child. But to hear that they’d done it so horribly, so cruelly . . . to a baby . . .
    With a shriek of pain and rage, Two launched herself at the doctor. Seconds later she was standing outside of the cabin, fighting the dark stranger to get back inside.
    “Stop!” Mikal growled, holding her tightly to him as she shook in pain.
    Mikal held her head against his chest as her fists punched at his back half-heartedly. He didn’t think she even knew that the tears were pouring down her face as she cried out her grief to the increasing wind around them.
    “Shhh . . . calm yourself. You do your sisters no good if you don’t get information from him. For now, you stay strong. Let your anger and your pain give you the strength to do what has to be done to save them,” he said quietly as the wind whipped around them, controlled by her rage.
    Alpha Two took a shuddering breath and tried to calm herself. Slowly the wind began to die down around them, and she finally stepped out of his arms, although she wondered at his reluctance to let her go.
    “I’m OK now,” she said, assuming he was unsure if she was in control.
    Mikal looked at her closely, as if to assure himself that she was telling the truth. He nodded.
    “Do not give him power over you like this. His power over you ended the second you left that place. Remember that,” he said gently before he turned and walked back into the cabin.
    Alpha Two took another deep breath and followed Mikal inside. She walked up beside of him and stared coldly at the bound doctor before the slap she delivered resonated around the room. Two waited until the doctor looked back at her with startled, pain-filled eyes before she spoke.
    “How many more are at the lab? Are there other labs?” she asked, her voice cold and even.
    “There are four more at the lab and only two more labs that I’m aware of,” Dr. Mussberger admitted, dropping his head to his chest in defeat.
    Alpha Two sucked in a breath and tried to understand what he was telling her.
    “There were more than that at the lab! Where did they go?” she asked worriedly.
    “Some were deemed defective . . . others killed in training accidents . . . a few we believe committed suicide,” the doctor admitted, resigning himself to the fact that he was going to die. He only hoped he could anger one of them enough to do it quickly.
    Mikal could feel her pain and grief rising, and he moved to stand in front of her so he could block her view of the doctor. The Gods knew he wanted to rip the man apart, but they had to get more information so they could get her remaining sisters- his people-out of the hellish labs.
    “Turn it to strength,” he said, speaking to her mind.
    Alpha Two looked up at him with pain-filled eyes, and he wanted nothing more than to hold her and try to help her, but it was not the time. Now was the time for him to be her strength, and he turned to face the doctor.
    “Where are the other labs?” he