The Cure by Sam Crescent Read Free Book Online

her fingers around the bars.
    “The Cure have gone?” she asked.
    “They said they were going hunting for a rogue female wolf,” Malcolm said. “That’s you?”
    “Vampire bitch.” One man cursed.
    Sandra snarled. “I’m mated to a vampire, you fuck. I’m here to take you back. I’m a wolf.”
    “Vampires teleport. Not wolves.”
    Show him.
    The wolf in her mind spoke and, staring at the men, Sandra answered the call of her wolf, bringing her forward to show him. “I’m a wolf.”
    “Fuck, the legends are true.”
    “What legends?”
    “Vampires and wolves mating.”
    She listened to the talking echoing around the cages.
    “Listen up. I’m a wolf, and I’m mated to a vampire. The Cure right now are out there hunting me, hunting the very people trying to find you. We’ve got a plan to get you out.”
    “What is it?” Malcolm asked.
    “I’m going to try and teleport you all out of here. Take their food source from them, and it weakens them. All of us being together is better than dying one by one. It was our weakness not to band together against them. We can fight The Cure, together.”
    Sandra watched them all stand up. Even weakened they were trying to fight what was happening to them. In that moment she couldn’t believe the power of hope. With hope, they were willing to fight.
    Going to Malcolm, she took a breath.
    “This might not work, and you could be trapped here,” he said.
    “I know, but it’s worth a shot.”
    Wrapping her arms around his arm, she thought about Patricia and Sean. Nothing happened. Her heart started to pound, and a sick feeling began to build.
    “Relax,” said the man who’d been cursing her. Glancing toward him, Sandra didn’t recognize him. “Teleporting is a natural skill. If you’re stressed, it will fail.”
    Nodding, she let out a breath, thought about Patricia and Sean once again, then closed her eyes.
    “It worked. It fucking worked,” Sean said.
    Releasing Malcolm, Sandra sat on the ground, and couldn’t believe what had happened.
    “Are you alright?” Patricia asked.
    “Yes. I can’t stay. I’ve got to go back. There are thousands of people waiting for me. Men, women, children, I’ve got to go.”
    “Then go,” Patricia said.
    Nodding, she closed her eyes, and imagined the man who’d cursed her.
    “You came back.”
    Opening her eyes, she saw him stand in shock. “I’m back. I can’t take the kids yet. They’re going to be the last I take,” she said.
    “They need to get out of here.”
    “If The Cure attacks where I’m taking you, they won’t save us. They’re weak and they’re young. I will come back for them, but I have to take you first.”
    Over and over, Sandra went back and forward, teleporting as fast as she could. Within the hour, she’d taken a hundred wolves back.
    Collapsing onto her ass by the second hundred, Patricia placed a bottle against her lips. “You’ve got to stop. You’re teleporting, and you’re not ready.”
    “I’ve got no choice. I’m the only one who can do this.” Looking around the grounds, she released a breath. “We can do this. We’ve got no choice but to do this.”
    Her body was shaking from not being used to doing what she was doing. She didn’t stop and kept on teleporting in and out of the room, bringing more people.
    After another hundred, she had to take a rest. The wolves were looking at her, raising their cups of water in appreciation.
    She could do it. She didn’t have much choice anymore.

Chapter Seven
    Lucas woke up out of his dream and rushed toward the window. Something had been calling him, and he didn’t know what. The moment he saw the wolves surrounding the old coven, he rushed out of the house. The sun was still shining and yet, he didn’t care.
    He found Patricia attending to a woman’s cuts at her throat, even though it looked like her throat had been ripped out.
    “Where the fuck is Sandra?” he asked, drawing the attention toward him.
    “Lucas, get back