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After that, Zan appeared and fell to his knees at Kalen’s side with a curse. He took a few moments to examine the wound, then appeared to come to a decision. “Here’s what we’re going to do. Remove the staff, slowly. As you do, I’m going to heal the wound from the inside out.”
“Can you withstand a healing of this type now?” Nick asked. “I won’t endanger two of my team.”
“I can. I’m much better and I’m immortal now, remember?”
He was. Mating with Selene, a born wolf like Nick, had seen to that.
“You can still die,” he said. “Be certain.”
“I am. Let’s start. He doesn’t have much time.”
They got to work, carefully inching out the staff as Zan worked his healing talent. The squelching sounds the rod made as it was withdrawn were horrible, making him ill. It was necessary, however, and they kept to the grisly task until at last it was done.
The hole in Kalen’s chest was gone, but the danger to him wasn’t over.
“I need a couple of vampires to teleport him home, to the compound.”
Immediately two volunteers ran forward, and Aric informed him they’d need three. He wasn’t leaving his bud until he had to. Another vampire escorted Aric, and the whole group vanished.
“Zan, are you all right?” Nick asked.
“Yes, I’m fine.” The Healer stood; he was a bit pale, but otherwise he seemed to be telling the truth.
Selene was still going to chew his ass out. He wasn’t looking forward to the confrontation. Nick wiped the blood from his hands on the grass and stood with a tired sigh. Calla wrapped her arms around him and held on, her love the only thing that made sense in this moment.
“Kalen was the last one,” Calla said. “He’ll be fine and everyone’s okay now.”
“I hope you’re right.”
“I am.”
Over Calla’s shoulder, Nick saw Tarron making his way down the slope. When the prince reached them, he gave them both a collective hug and stepped back.
“Will your Sorcerer recover?”
“We think so, but we’ll know more soon. It seems as though Jinn pinned him to the bottom of the pool, thinking he’d drown. But the staff must have saved his life somehow.”
“I don’t know how magical things work, but that’s possible. Perhaps it knows its master somehow and kept him alive.”
Nick gave Tarron an apologetic look. “I need to get to the compound and see about Kalen, and check on some things I’ve been neglecting. I’ll leave some men here to help with cleanup, but—”
“Go, Nick.” Tarron smiled. “You’ve spent so much time taking care of us, it’s time you took care of your own for a while.”
“Thanks.”
“You going with your mate, sis?”
“Was that even a question?” She smiled at her brother and Nick.
Nick’s heart lightened. Especially when he spotted Damien walking down the slope. Moving toward him, Nick enveloped him in a bear hug and lifted him off the ground.
“Whoa! No PDAs, man!”
He was kidding, though, and everyone laughed, including Nick, who set him back on solid ground and clapped him on the shoulder. “I appreciate you and your clan coming to the rescue.”
“It’s your clan, too, if you’ll accept us back.”
The enormity of that statement almost bowled him over. He cleared his throat. “I’d be glad to be a part of the clan again, even though my duties lie at the compound. Whatever I can do to help, I want to take part.”
