Jamie slept through breakfast, but that was fine. Her fight with Logan wasn't until the afternoon so she had to eat lunch and even warm up. Her and Valerie didn't bring up what they talked about last night. It wasn't like anything they did could solve it or make it better, or, at least in the moment. The waiting game was killing her, but if Jamie could just expose the Burroughs, then maybe they could finally get rid of the tension between the packs. They were scared because they thought the disease might be transferable, but if they knew it wasn't, then maybe they would be able to return to their packs. At least have the right to visit them! Though Jamie knew she was being too hopeful with this. The Northeastern pack was the only pack not allowed to visit their original packs, there was just too much tension with all the assumptions about what Canis Syndrome was. Urgh, the longer this went on, the more complicated it became. It was a good thing she was fighting someone today. May
"Aw crap. What happened?" asked Valerie, staring at Jamie from the doorway of their cabin. "What makes you think something happened?" muttered Jamie, not looking up from her position. "Seeing as how you're face first in your pillows again, I'm gonna guess emotional distress. Be careful, you might become predictable." Jamie swore before rolling over. "It's a habit. I used to scream into them when I was angry." "So, what happened? I thought you were sparing with Logan?""I was," she grimaced, glad Valerie couldn't see her face. It wasn't like she could explain the reason behind her emotional distress. How was she supposed to say, 'yeah, your alpha who's supposed to be fine and perfectly normal might also have Canis Syndrome.' "Wait, Waaaaait a minute!" Jamie's head shot up. She didn't like that tone, she didn't like that expression, that excited look on Valerie's face. "No," she said instantly. "Whatever it is you're thinking, no." "You're in love~!" "Hell no." "Fine, crushing
Jamie's mother came through, and God, she loved her so so much. Her medical documents had everything she needed to have this whole thing start making sense. Back before she was born, in the developing stages, Mr. and Mrs. Burroughs signed off on three vaccines. Flu, whooping cough, and a third for rabies, except that last one didn't make sense because there was no long-term rabies vaccine. Jamie would know. She had enough lectures from her jaunts in the woods and would've gotten one if it existed. That meant though that they injected whatever strange concoction during the formative period of pregnancy, which is what altered the DNA and RNA, adding an extra letter. Then with the follow up checkup, they gave a 'booster' shot to the baby which was the stabilizer for the DNA. Jamie wasn't quite sure if it was for some sort of incubation or if the results of it just didn't show until the Shifting Ceremony, but either way, she would bet everything that somewhere in everyone else's medi
"What do you mean they're dead?!" "I just told you! They're dead! They died with Logan's parents from that rogue shifter." Jamie froze, staring at Valerie, but no, they were dead. If they died with Logan's parents though—her mind whirled as it slowly clicked into place. "Now are you done?" asked Valerie, glowering lowly at her. "I need to go ask Logan to switch my cabin." "No, wait. It's starting to make sense now. Why the rogue shifter hasn't been found, why there's no trace of them, it wasn't a rogue to begin with! You know what I think?" "That you're insane?" asked Valerie angrily, trying to bypass Jamie for the door, but even though Valerie was older, Jamie was a lot stronger. "No! I think Logan's parents were starting to get suspicious about what Mr. and Mrs. Burroughs were doing. It had been, what? Almost 20 years with no results, no insight into what Canis Syndrome was. Well, nothing that they were going to share." "Some diseases are like that! Ever hear of cancer? There'
"I thought all shifters knew how to spar?" sighed Jamie, dodging another punch while Valerie snarled and tried to kick her in the ribs, only for Jamie to catch her leg then hold it, making her wobble. "We get—busy! It's been a while, alright?!" With a growl, Valerie tore her leg free, Jamie letting her stumble a few steps away before getting back into a stance. Jamie held her palms out and then started to catch her punches. Telling Valerie everything she had discovered about Andy and the Burroughs had been freeing and relieving. There was someone in the pack who believed her and someone who was willing to help her. The unfortunate side effect of that was that Valerie was now also filled with a need for murder and just about to have a conniption, hence the sparring.Hopefully, they could burn out some of that rage she was feeling before Andy passed by and she tried to shank him. "Should I be worried your feral energy is infecting my pack?" asked Logan, coming up to the ring they we
Another sleepless night struck Jamie, but at least she was putting her wakefulness to use. Valerie had calmed down after dinner, but she was still obviously distressed, so she let her sleep. Besides, this was only a small recon mission. With Andy back in the pack, it would be good to try and figure out where he went. That's why she was up, perched on a chair and staring out the window of their cabin through the blinds, watching the med bay. The lights inside were still on, meaning Andy was awake, but he'd leave at some point. He lived in the main cabin with Logan, but that wasn't always where he went. The question was, where did he go instead? He'd been away for a few days, probably had more data he needed to update, and while his computer in the med bay had her blood results, there weren't any machines for something so complicated. Jamie researched that on her phone. There was a little machine for testing blood inside the med bay but not for reading the DNA sequence, not to menti
What was it that was setting her off about Andy? Uh, everything? What words could she possibly have for that? What could she say that wasn't incriminating? The longer she was silent the more upset Logan looked, but what was she supposed to say? "Are you really not going to say anything?" "Nothing that you want to hear," she whispered. "Nothing you'll hear me out on." "You don't know that!" Logan almost shouted before hearing Valerie shift inside the cabin. "You don't know that," he repeated. "Why won't you tell me? Don't you trust me?" "I…I trust that you mean well but this is…" "Then can't you trust me to not take sides on this?" "No, I actually can't trust you not to do that. Why does it matter so much to you that I get along with Andy?" "Because!" "Because what?" Jamie demanded, baring her teeth and Logan snarled, slamming a hand beside her head, rattling the door. Jamie snarled right back, her hand fisting into his shirt to wrench him down and bite him if necessary. Fo
"You aren't the only one who's done some thinking about this," explained Valerie as they sat across from each other on their respective bunks. "And hear me out because you aren't gonna like my conclusion or suggestion." "Valerie, I'll be blunt. I'm extremely upset about what just happened. My jaw is aching something fierce because I just want to bite him and be done with it, and Logan's being an obtuse f*cker about feelings. Just lay it on me so I can deal with ALL the rage instead of getting another uppercut to the heart." "Yeesh, alright then," grimaced Valerie. "Look, what do you have on Andy besides him being weird and creepy with the whole blood thing?""Excuse me?" "You said you'd listen." Jamie glowered before she rested her hand in her palm and curled her fingers over her lips. Valerie flashed a small smile in thanks before continuing. "All the stuff you've gathered, it's not about Andy. It's been about his parents. Everything they've done, you don't have anything on Andy.
"—and then Logan busted down the door and almost hit me with it. Then I dragged his body back, my parents came by to help, blah blah, exposition travel, and now we're here." Finished Jamie. There had been lots of dramatic gasps and screaming during her explanation, and the alpha of the southern pack and his brother had to be held back from leaping over the tables to kill Andy, but other than that it went okay! Hardly anyone purposefully interrupted her for clarification that Valerie and Jamie's parents were able to help with. Everyone else made sure to keep to their seats since they didn't want to fight Jamie at all, even if they didn't know what her shifted form was. A few people were even crying, some families scattered across different packs reuniting for the first time in years. It was…almost gruesome in a way, to have it all laid out. How many people suffered for another's gain, but that was the question wasn't it."Andy Burroughs," started Ballie. "Why did you and your paren
Jamie was not allowed to get any f*cking rest. A true tragedy. She got a nap, that was all she was allowed before it was apparently time to leave at the *ss crack of dawn. She was given consolation hugs by her parents. They managed to talk the other packs down into a meeting and trial, but that trial was in the morning. Early morning, meaning they would have to leave even earlier to be there on time. Jamie was at least allowed the other front passenger seat in the car Logan was driving at the consequence of having to have Valerie in her shifted Dachshund form on her feet while Daniella sat in her lap. Daniella's parents were a smaller breed of dog and offered to shift so the others could fit. That left Jamie looking after a child while still very tired. She, thankfully, had the time to at least shower and change, donning her leather jacket and combat boots. Daniella was thankfully distracted by braiding her wild hair and Logan was focused on driving while jamming to whatever song
"Tell me the truth Andy, did you do it?" asked Logan. "Do what?" "Don't play this game!" he snarled, dragging Andy closer. "Did you do it?" "Hey, yeah, can we know what 'it' was?" called Kim, voicing everyone's question."We were woken up looking for Jamie and now we're having an interrogation?" "Yeah, why is Andy wrapped up in duct tape and…did Jamie bite him?" asked Gary in disbelief."He stabbed me in the neck!" shouted Jamie hotly. "He's lucky I didn't do worse and that's only because the drugs knocked me out!" "Drugs?! What's going on!?" "Oh my god!" wheezed Valerie, still out of breath but now she was laughing. "You really did go through with it. You don't give empty threats, do you." "I don't." Jamie glared into Andy's soul, and he was deeply aware of the threat she was capable of being since he kept his mouth shut. "What did Andy do?" "That is a LONG story," grimaced Jamie. "We can help explain it though." "Dad?!"Jamie didn't know who was more surprised. The Northe
He was an idiot! A really big idiot!Logan was trying to stave off a panic attack as he sprinted through the woods in his shifted form. It was a little bit hard though when his childhood best friend was apparently about to murder his girlfriend—ex-girlfriend. How the hell did Jamie not straight up murder him after that? He was supposed to at least hear her out, not just write her off! Oh God, he was what people talked about when they brought up their sh*tty exes. 'Yeah, my ex almost got me murdered because he didn't hear me out that his friend was experimenting on people.' Logan didn't want to believe it, that Andy could do something like that, but it all made sense, everything made horrible, terrible sense. Why Jamie was so wary of Andy, so odd around him. Andy's own interest in her shifted form—him never letting Logan see the bodies. He thought it was because it was too gruesome, but he knew his families shifted forms well, he'd seen what their claws could do. If he was allowed
Valerie knew something was wrong the moment she heard Jamie screech in rage before tapering out into silence. It was more than enough to know they failed in convincing Logan, yet she hesitated to call the Western pack. She should've gone with Jamie instead of letting her do this alone, that was on her. It wasn't over yet, they still had time. They still had all the proof they collected and photos of the experiment's documents. They needed Logan on this. Valerie didn't want to go to war with the other packs, not when she might be fighting people she knew. Not when she would never be able to bring herself to fight in Andy's defense after everything he and his parents did. If Jamie didn't succeed with diplomacy, then maybe Valerie should take a page from her book and beat it into Logan's thick skull. She'd do it, even if he could take her in a fight. It had to end. Valerie rushed out of the cabin with their copied medical records, looking for Jamie, but she was nowhere to be found.
She woke up with a killer headache, her jaw aching but now it was bruised on top of that, and blood in her teeth.It was, arguably, the worst wake up of her entire life. Then Jamie realized she was in Andy's lab, collared to his weird chain wall and it immediately nudged the removal of her wisdom teeth into a distant second place."Good, you're up. You were out for longer than I thought you would be. To be fair though I did give you a second dose after you, you know, bit me." Jamie turned, gaze landing on Andy, his arm wrapped but there was still blood on his lab coat in a ring of teeth. "You're lucky that's ALL I did," she hissed, standing up and tugging on the chain. A thick metal collar with a lock was around her neck. She was strong but there was no way she was gonna be able to pry the thing open. "That's not gonna work. It's made with tungsten steel. It's funny, when did you start to suspect me?" he asked curiously, taking a seat in the swivel chair at one of the desks, messin
Somehow, after putting everything back in place, Jamie was even faster running back to the pack."Please tell me you have something good, and the lab place wasn't some sort of secret man cave," begged Valerie the moment she slipped back into their cabin. "If this doesn't convince him, I really don't know what will," grimaced Jamie, showing Valerie the documents she found. They were all signed off of by the Burroughs, all on different occasions. They were called experiments and subjects for God sakes. Valerie made a face as she looked at her before gasping at Logan's."Wait—Logan has Canis Syndrome?!" "I thought he might, but to think he really was 'a success'. Andy hasn't returned?" "Not yet," sighed Valerie in relief, checking out the window again and making sure of it. "If you're gonna talk to Logan, now's probably the time." "I know," murmured Jamie. "Keep the phone on you, if things go wrong…well, you'll probably hear it." "I can talk to him about this." "I know, but it's p
For a moment, Jamie almost thought she missed whatever hidden lab, secret bunker thing Andy had when she sprinted for 15 minutes. It would be just her luck that after everything she missed the stupid thing, but a flash of metal caught her eye at just the right moment. Jamie went into a dead stop that almost sent her slamming into a tree, but it allowed her to keep her eyes on the metal, tracking it down in the last twilight hours of the evening. It was an old building, moss and vines crawling up the sides of it, the windows small and high, while the metal—the metal was the door. This was it, this had to be it. A quick inspection showed a deadbolt lock, and Jamie quickly searched the area. Andy had to keep a key somewhere nearby. He traveled across practically the entire White Oak territory and then some. He wouldn't just risk THE KEY to the lab. "Alright, if I was a smart doctor who was carrying a 20-year legacy having yet to get caught and trying not to, where would I stash the ke
"Did she mean we have seven days left today or it started yesterday?" asked Valerie.That was the question Jamie got the second she was awake, and the answer Valerie got was a very heartfelt swear. "I'm not sober enough for this." "You're not even allowed to drink." Jamie stared Valerie dead in the eye. "I'm not sober enough for this," she repeated, daring her to continue and Valerie raised her hands in surrender. "I'm gonna go tail Andy. We have a basic idea of his schedule so either today or tomorrow he'll head to his lab. My chores today are scrubbing the shower stalls." Jamie groaned heavily before giving a thousand-mile stare to the ceiling. "Is it truly too late to murder him?" "You've made it this far in, so I'd have to say yes. Just for bragging rights." "Go, I'll get the stalls. Don't get caught.""Knockin' on wood, girl." With a short knock, she was off. Hopefully Valerie would be able to find something. Getting up was a hassle. Jamie swore that once this was all o