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Kendall returns, breathless. She holds out my gloves, and I manage to yank them on. The scarf and jacket are harder because every move causes more pain. Eventually, I manage to get my face wrapped up as much as possible.
The moment I’m covered, Legion stalks forward and scoops me into his arms. I gasp then struggle, panicked I’m going to accidentally brush him with my skin.
“What are you doing?” I demand.
“Taking you home.”
“Put me down,” I insist. “You’ll get yourself killed.”
“Only if you keep wiggling,” he says, tightening his grip against my struggles.
He starts up the road the same way Kendall and I came down. She falls into step beside him, clearly fine with the way he’s manhandling me. When I realize I’m trapped, I give up struggling. Partly because I don’t want to accidentally murder him and partly because everything hurts and fighting only makes it worse.
“I’m going to pay you back for this,” I say quietly.
“I expect nothing less,” he returns, a dark smile flashing down at me.
Resigned, I let myself be carried back to my fancy prison by the warden himself.
Chapter 16
Legion
Tori is limp in my arms as I hurry toward the castle. I can’t tell if she’s sleeping or succumbing to the pain. Urgency drives me, leaving me to wonder if shifting and flying wouldn’t be faster, but I don’t want to cause her more pain by wrapping my claws around her for a flight.
All I can think about is the moment when I landed and saw her being attacked by that bear. The only reason I made it in time was the mate bond screaming her fear so intensely that I felt it all the way up into the clouds as I flew. In that moment, the moon fever was nothing compared to the fear I felt at losing her. Even now, possessing her is far less important than saving her. But the pain she’s in now is a threat I can’t see or kill.
I am helpless.
The castle is quiet and empty when we push through the doors. The entire staff takes Februlune off at my request. It’s always been a precaution, but today, it’s an inconvenience that has me gritting my teeth all the way through the halls.
“Kendall, there’s a first aid kit in that closet,” I say as we pass it. “Can you grab it and bring it along?”
“Sure.” She falls back while I hurry onward.
When we reach her bedroom, I settle Tori in the bed then reach for her blood-soaked shirt so I can inspect her wound. She yanks away from me, her expression tight. “You can’t touch me,” she reminds me just as Kendall appears in the doorway with a box of medical supplies.
“Kendall, check the medical kit for gloves,” I say.
Kendall opens it and comes away with a pair that are clearly too small for me. When she realizes it, she slips the gloves on herself. I move aside to give her access, snagging a robe and wrapping it around my still-naked body.
Tori tries to pull away from her sister, but Kendall’s expression hardens.
“Stop moving,” Kendall says firmly.
Tori goes still, and Kendall peels back the bloodied shirt. It’s already sticking a bit where the blood has begun to dry, and Tori winces as the fabric pulls at her wound. The blood that coats it makes it hard to see the depth of the gashes, but from what I can tell, the cuts have already begun to close.
It’s her blackened veins that steal my attention and leave my insides hollowed from fear.
“Shit, Tor, it’s happening again,” Kendall says.
Tori looks down and then grimaces before falling back again. Her expression is pinched like she’s in pain, and a thin sheen of sweat lines her brow.
“What is that?” I ask.
Tori doesn’t answer.
“We don’t know,” Kendall tells me, “But it happened last time she touched someone.”
