CHAPTER TWELVE

Dolph was so shaken by the incident, the first question that crossed his mind was, was she dead? He genuinely hoped not, if it was any other captive, he wouldn’t have given a fuck, but this one. This one seemed to have found favor in the eyes of Lucas and if she was dead, then Dolph was in a hell lot of trouble.

He dropped to his knees and put his head on her chest. He released a long, loud sigh of relief, she was still breathing, she wasn’t dead.

“For fuck’s sake, this doll almost made me piss in my fucking pants!” He exclaimed aloud, relaxing a bit but his heart was still thinking heavily.

He had to get her out of there immediately. The first person he should have thought about contacting was a doctor, but he was in a hurry to draw Lucas’s attention to the situation. He picked her up effortlessly, she was easy to carry and he made his way out of the pack quickly.

With panic he walked briskly, at some point he ran, then slowed into a walk again. His pace continued like this until he