Wolf Song (Wolf Singer Prophecies Book 1)

to that other place that looked like a military installation.
And maybe there was another way into the town. A way that would explain the Long Walks, disappearances, and the recent “attack” when the town’s walls were heavily shielded and warded.
“I found it.” Vin’s voice boomed from a far corner. I followed his voice until I stood with him at a wall, staring at the slab concrete block.
“And what exactly did you find?” I didn’t want to disappoint him, but there didn’t seem to be anything here.
“Watch.” He pushed a block that blended in perfectly and a pneumatic hiss released air around a sealed chamber.
“What. The. Hell.” I bit out. What was something like this doing in a church basement?
Vin nodded, satisfied. “This looks to be something mighty special, right, Boss?”
Instead of answering, Creed opened the door. The long stretch of hallway seemed innocuous enough, albeit extremely white.
The scent…it hit me in the gut. It wasn’t from a memory I’d experienced myself but one I’d borrowed from my dad. This was where I needed to go, what I needed to do. This hallway was a bridge to…somewhere.
I shook my head as if that could keep my thoughts ordered.
Creed walked inside, placing his hand on the wall. It responded to his touch, rippling harmonic frequencies that glowed a prismatic rainbow down the once-white hall. Memories of my old myths, about rainbow bridges between mortal and godly realms tickled my memories.
Creed sniffed at the air and turned toward me again. “Seems safe enough. For now. Are you sure you want to go?”
I shrugged, imitating Kirby. “It’s the apocalypse. What else do we have to do other than save the world?”
We came out of the hallway and entered into a huge bunker. It looked like we were in a giant cave, except this cave was lined with steel girders and housed a stadium-sized parking garage.
Row after row of cars were parked here. And in the distance, there were freight trucks and even a few Humvees. Where did this place get the gas to power any of these old vehicles?
I stayed close to Osiris. He would be able to make me part of his mind tricks if we encountered anyone here. This was only supposed to be a recon mission, but damn did I want to find the smug bastard from my dad’s memories and punch him.
Osiris touched my arm, drawing my attention. He couldn’t speak into my mind, but his look said it all. We don’t have the resources to wage war and win now.
I nodded grudgingly. Of course I believed him.
If we could remain invisible long enough to find where they kept prisoners, it would be ideal. Worst-case scenario would be to break the door so that passageway would no longer connect to the church, but I wanted to avoid that if at all possible. I had to make sure that the abduction wasn’t a bluff or a bait. I didn’t want to be the person who knowingly abandoned children to monstrous people.
I walked the paths of my dad’s memories and they led me to a special elevator. This elevator would take me to the control tower. That seemed the place to go. Maybe there would be computers there or some kind of database to look up information.
I felt my mind expand and make room for the knowledge that I gained from my dad. Passcodes for one. I pressed numbers into a keypad and the cage door for the elevator opened. We squeezed inside and I repeated that passcode again for the keypad inside the elevator.
It moved up.
So far, this was easier than expected and I was glad for it. I hoped that we wouldn’t see anyone at all.
No such luck.
The elevator doors opened, revealing the man from my dad’s memories. Behind him stood men in armor, guns drawn.
He smiled, a cold expression that didn’t touch his eyes. From the depths of my borrowed memories a barrage of information came forward, triggered just by that smile. Including his name. Dr. Guerin.
“Hello, Soleil. I have been waiting for you.”
Just the way he said it made my skin crawl. Before I could even blink, electricity surged inside the elevator, coursing over my body. My muscles seized and I lurched forward and slammed heavily to the ground.

Soleil
The creaking metal of the hinge above me pierced into my subconscious. I was in a suspended cage, dangling in darkness. Growling sounds echoed around me so that I didn’t know where any of it was coming from. I didn’t know where Dr. Guerin had taken the others, but it couldn’t have been any place good.
What was this place?
A strange keening rose up to cut into the din and then there was…nothing. A terrible hush came over the place and smothered all the noise like it was a physical thing. I kept willing my eyes to adjust to the darkness but failing.
Just when I thought my situation couldn’t get worse, the cage doors opened beneath me and I tumbled onto the floor with an oof.
A kind of slimy residue was over this rough cement floor, and I was sort of grateful I couldn’t see what it was exactly. When I got to my feet, I felt like I was in the middle of an open room. Maybe because I remembered the way the compound looked like when I arrived, or maybe because my mind was playing tricks on me. But it felt like there was an expanse here.
As I stood in darkness and relaxed my eyes, I was finally able to see that multiple sets of silvery, reflective eyes blinked back at me, and I saw outlines amid the blanketing night. I was in the middle of a prison. I wasn’t in a cell, I didn’t think, but I could see rows and rows of them.
Someone pushed forward in his cell, reaching his arm toward me from between the bars. "Oh my God. Girl, run. You can't be here. You can't."
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