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“Tell somebody to get Ryon.”
“He’s the blond Pack team member, right?”
“Yeah. Ryon Hunter. He’s a Telepath and Channeler. Talks to dead people.”
That was disturbing on many levels. “Is there a particular reason you need to see him, or just to visit?”
“He’s my friend, but there’s a reason. Something he needs to tell me.”
“Okay. I’ll have someone get him for you.”
“Thanks.”
“Rest for now.”
Micah was out almost immediately. Mac came by shortly after and began checking his vitals and, to Jacee’s immense relief, released his wrist and ankles.
Jacee gestured to her mate. “Why is he going downhill so fast? He seemed fine a couple of days ago.”
“The myst has weakened his body, and now the withdrawal from it is seriously draining him. That’s allowed the cancer to move in and step up the attack at an alarming rate.”
“When will we start giving him my blood?”
The doc noted his temperature and faced Jacee. “Right away. I was going to wait until the detox was complete, but I don’t think he has that much time, quite honestly.” Her voice lowered in sympathy. “Hang in there. Noah will be by soon to get things started.”
“All right. By the way, Micah wants to see Ryon as soon as possible.”
“I’ll call Ryon and let him know.”
“Thanks.” Mac left her alone with Micah again.
I don’t think he has that much time.
Jacee was more frightened than she’d been since her family had been murdered. If she lost Micah, too, her life was over. She’d give up, and that would be fine by her. Losing her true Bondmate would be the final blow she’d never survive.
A short time later, there was a knock on the door, and a good-looking blond man walked into the room. Others might disagree, but she thought he sort of looked like that Fast and Furious actor, the late Paul Walker.
“Ryon?” she said.
“That’s me,” he said with an honest smile. “Good to see you outside the bar, Jacee.”
“You, too, though I wish it wasn’t under these circumstances.”
Ryon looked toward the bed and his smile vanished. “Me, too.”
“Do you know why he wants to see you?”
“Yeah. If he doesn’t mind you staying, I’ll tell you all about it, too.”
“I don’t mind,” Micah said quietly. “She stays.”
“Hey, bro.” Walking over, Ryon gave his friend a brotherly hug. “Cancer? What the fuck, man?”
“I know, right? Bowman fucked me over good.”
“He did, but Mac’s going to get you well. Count on that.” Taking a seat on the other side of the bed, Ryon said, “I suppose you want to know about the spirit who’s hanging around you.”
