Evolution

CHAPTER 20 | temper, temper

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Kaitlyn was pissed. She'd repressed her rage the entire time it took to calm Joshua down and confine him to the pack house. It was now ready to spill out, and she knew just who to vent her anger at. Each time she'd recalled snippets of conversations over the past week, her blood pressure raised that little bit higher.

Murphy had some explaining to do. Everyone seemed to be under the assumption that they were mates. That didn't make sense. How could that be? Mates were the immigrant term for husband and wife. Wasn't it? However, with Joshua's declaration, and Daniel's strange throwaway comment, she wasn't as sure any more. All she knew was that Murphy was about to get what was coming to him. There was no way he didn't know what they were thinking and clearly did nothing to set them straight.

Not wanting to look any more stupid than she already felt, Kaitlyn forced herself not to break into a run as she headed back down to the infirmary.

I will make that shithead pay for this.

By the time she stormed into the infirmary she had devised so many possible ways to maim him, it would take a week of Sundays for him to recover.

Not bothering to announce her arrival, she burst into the lab situated at the back of the building. Alice and Petra's heads looked up in surprise. Murphy was sitting on the medical practice table with his back to her. Without saying anything, Kaitlyn reached for her taser, which she had stashed in the waistband of her jeans, and aimed it at Murphy.

Alice let out a squeal when Kaitlyn pulled the trigger, and the weapon ejected two probes. In an instant, it embedded in Murphy's shoulders, and he arched his back as the 50,000 volts rushed through every nerve ending. Angry veins popped in his neck and each individual muscle in his torso, and arms, stood out, further emphasising his extraordinary physique. Murphy's stiff limbs fought against the current. With a grunt, he reached behind and pulled the probes from his skin. The strain at the effort was evident on his face as he shot off the table and glared at her. His shirtless torso rose and fell rapidly with the additional effort to breath after that amount of juice surged through his body.

She didn't know who was more surprised, Alice and the CDC doctor at her sudden and violent appearance, or her when Murphy managed to shake off the taser so easily.

Wonder if I can get one with double the charge?

"Leave us," said Murphy.

Kaitlyn froze. She was expecting Murphy to be angry. That, she could work with. However, his ice cold demeanour, devoid of any emotion made her rethink her rash decision. The way his voice cut through the room sent chills down her spine.

Shit.

"I think it's time for a break," said Alice as she pulled Petra towards the door.

"But she just attacked him," said Petra, "shouldn't we call the authorities or something?"