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We die tonight.

Ian’s gaze pinned her. “Ready?” His lips moved in a near soundless whisper.

No.

“Give us the bitch!” A vamp spat at Simon. “Hurry, before she?—”

“You won’t touch her. You. Won’t. Touch. Her!”

Huh. Sounded like he cared. Lying bastard.

The drumming of her heart didn’t echo in her ears anymore.

No more.

Her head and neck began to sag. No, I’m still here! I can still think, still?—

So very dark.

But she could hear the snarls. The vamps were readying to attack.

And there wasn’t a damn thing she could do.

This is the way it ends.

Hello, Death.

Ian, you bastard, I’d better not see your sorry ass in the afterlife.

Chapter Eight

Simon kicked open the main door at Night Watch. His arms curled tightly around Dee’s limp body as blood dripped on the floor around him.

Her blood and his.

He’d had to bite and claw his way through that gang of vampires. He’d taken down as many of them as he could, then he’d run like hell. Staying and fighting hadn’t been an option. Not with Dee bleeding out all around him.

The shifter must have caught the blood in the air because Jude Donovan came charging down the long corridor, barreling past the guards who had their weapons up, but who stared with wide, shocked eyes at Dee’s prone body.

Jude shoved one of the guards out of his way. “What the fuck?—”

Simon’s hold tightened around Dee. She was so damn still.

Jude’s hands reached for her. Simon clenched his jaw and let the tiger shifter take her away. No choice. The vamps would be coming for him. He had to leave her someplace safe.

It didn’t get much safer than a hunters’ den.

Her lashes cast dark shadows on her cheeks. Such pale cheeks.

“Pak!” Jude bellowed.

One of the guards ran behind the shifter, grabbed a phone, and immediately called for an ambulance.

“Won’t do any good,” Simon said, voice grim. “Doctors can’t help her now.”

Jude looked up, his teeth lengthening and his nostrils flaring. “What did you do?”

Ah, now there was the problem. He reached out and trailed his fingers down Dee’s cheeks. “Not a damn thing.” Her skin was warm. No longer chilled as she’d been in that alley.

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