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food for him.” Heaven couldn’t see who white lab coat man spoke to, but he prayed it wasn’t Hank. Something told Heaven that if the guard prepared it, he would get something extra in it. What he had done to make an enemy of the man was lost on him.
    Heaven flinched when a needle was inserted into his arm. He guessed his nutrition would come in the form of a drip bag. First, though, they took tubes of blood from him.
    “Leave him here until the bag is empty.” Dr. Rawling warned Hank.
    What kind of a sadistic guard was Hank?
    Heaven began to shake from the cold metal and the fear of the unknown. His wolf was fighting to get out, but Heaven fought it. His instincts told him that shifting in front of these men would be even more disastrous than his current situation.
    “His vitals are escalating,” Dr. Rawling informed the room.
    “Could it be a shift coming on?” one of the other humans in the room asked.
    “About time,” the white lab coat man said.
    Heaven concentrated on his wolf, begging it to remain still. His wolf wanted to come out and protect him, but Heaven knew he wouldn’t win, not with Hank in the room and the drugs they gave him. It was best to remain human although it made him weaker.

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    Somehow Heaven knew that if he shifted that it would give Hank the perfect excuse to unleash the cruelty he could see in the human’s eyes. He would heal faster in his wolf form, but at what price?
    A portable X-ray machine was centered over Heaven’s midsection, multiple pictures taken, the clicking and snapping hiking his anxiety even higher. What would those pictures show? Had they planted something in him or removed a vital part of him?
    Next the white lab coat man rolled over a sonogram machine, ice cold gel was applied to his tender abdomen, and then a wand traced over his lower belly. The doctor clicked a few buttons, his brows pulled together in concentration as Heaven strained to see what the doctor was seeing.
    It was no use. The restraints prevented him from moving. The white lab coat man wiped his belly clean and then rolled the cart away.
    “Get him back in his cage.” The white lab coat man waved his hand at Hank. Heaven braced himself for the cruel hands. He watched Hank closely as those unforgiving fingers yanked at the leather belts, Heaven’s arm jerking with the force.
    The sneer that lifted Hank’s lip made Heaven’s blood run cold.
    Would he be left alone with Hank at any point? As if reading his mind, two of the men left, leaving only the white lab coat man, Dr.
    Rawling, and Sadistic Hank.
    Heaven was powerless to stop the guard as Hank dug his fingers into his skin, lifting him roughly and nearly throwing him back into his cage.
    “Damn mutt. I told you that you’d pay for killing him.” Hank spat out as he slammed the door shut. Heaven pushed back until he was as far from the door as possible, finally able to cover himself with some semblance of modesty. Who had he killed?
    He swallowed past the thickness forming in his throat. Tears threatened to fall at the predicament he didn’t remember getting Heaven’s Hell
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    himself into. Once again, his stomach began to hurt. Heaven was terrified to go to sleep but wished for it if only to escape the pain.
    He closed his eyes and drew in a deep breath, praying past the searing pain that felt like his gut was being sliced open. No matter how bad it became, he wasn’t going to ask for any painkillers. No telling what they would give him.
    It was surreal watching the centrifuge whirl around with containers of his blood in them. Heaven watched, hoping to occupy his mind and take it off of the agonizing pain in his stomach.
    He watched as Dr. Rawling held the dropper and let a blob of something clear fall onto a glass slide then slid it under a microscope.
    Where they trying to figure out his wolf DNA? That could be the only logical explanation.
    “Hey, come check this out. I think it worked,” Dr. Rawling said