Possessing Providence [Warriors Of Kelon Book 6] Read Free

like eating healthy and doing exercise programs. Cos you’re never gonna meet a guy looking like a fat frump.
    At thirty-two, she was already considering getting a cat or two…maybe she could make it her new ambition when she retired from being a sparky to become the neighbourhood’s crazy cat lady.
    Antiseptic, stale sweat and other scents she couldn’t identify hit her nose. The room reminded her more of a hospital than a… what the heck was this place anyway? The beam of light from her torch cut across the darkness, revealing an operating table, lights, trays and tables of instruments.
    Prov swallowed. “What the heck is going on in here?” She spotted a green covered circuit box tucked in the corner against the wall.
    She skirted around the large table. No, not an operating table, more like an undertaker’s table . A chill ran down her spine. Tearing her gaze away from the centre of the large room, she focused on the circuit box, running her fingers around the edges to find the little, flip lever which would open the cover. It popped open.
    Focusing her light on the circuit board, she saw right away the telltale black smudge of a blown circuit. It took her less than a minute to cut the power, replace the blown fuse and switch it back on.
    The whole room illuminated.
    Prov sucked in a deep breath, knowing she would have to turn around and face what was in the room.
    Slowly, she turned and her jaw dropped at the rows of needles, test tubes and a heap of other things she couldn’t identify. The gleaming silver, stainless steel table in the centre was large enough to fit more than one person.
    Why would they have this here? A growling off to her right, which came through a door she hadn’t previously hadn’t seen, made her pause.
    “Prov, you’ve fixed the problem, now get out. You don’t want to go snooping any further than you need too.” But she couldn’t stop her feet from moving towards the door the growling came from.
    “What if they’re testing their cosmetics on poor, defenceless animals? Could I live with myself if I never learned the truth?” She shook her head, knowing full well, she would spend endless hours awake, wondering and guessing if she didn’t investigate.
    “Damn it!” Drawing in a deep breath, she knew what she had to do. Just like a Band-Aid, get it over with quickly, and then it’s less of a shock.
    She marched to the door, pushed it open and went through, stumbling to a stop as her eyes widened.
    “Oh, my god.” What the hell did I find?
    The whole place resembled a prison block, only the cells were arranged in a semi-circle. Three of the five cells were occupied.
    The people in the cells glanced up; piercing dark eyes stared and growled low. She could see they weren’t human. What the hell are they?
    Two bear-like creatures with ugly snouts stared at her. Moving to the left, to the last cell, she saw there someone in there, a large, half-naked man. His dark tanned, muscular back rippled as he did sit-up after sit-up. A long black braid reached down to his waist.
    They were keeping humans and…whatever the other things were, prisoner. Why would a cream and cosmetics company do this? What the hell were they doing to these poor people… er, things?
    Prov hurried forward to the man’s cell, noting the thickness of the bars and a double lock. Was he dangerous or just a prisoner of the company?
    “Hey.” The man paused in his repetitious workout and turned slightly. “Hey, mate, are you okay? Do you want to get out of there?”
    The man rolled to his side and climbed to his feet. Prov’s gaze rose up along with him . Crikey—he was frikken tall! She guessed him to be almost seven feet and massively ripped. He turned fully; her gaze went from his eight-pack abs up over a god-inspired chest to his large broad shoulders. A scar ran from his right shoulder up his neck and looked old and nasty. The poor guy, what had they done to him?
    Finally, she dragged her gaze up to stare