“Was it wieldedbyafae?”Sahira asked.
“Yes,” Cole said flatly.
“Shit,” Sahira whispered.
That word summed it up. Faemetalthrough the heart was the only thing that could kill a fae, besidesdecapitation, yet as she watched, Brokk’s chest rose and fell oncemore.
The fae forged metal was the strongest in allthe realms and a powerful weapon against their enemies, but theydidn’t use it against each other. Apparently, that was no longerthe case.
Lexi gulped at this insight into how far thetwo sides had devolved into their hatred of each other. If a faehad used a fae weapon against one of their kind, then all bets wereoff.
“So, the only reason he’s still alive isbecause he’s half vampire,” Sahira said.
“Yes,” Cole agreed.
Lexi’s hand fell from her throat. “I’ll getsome blood.”
She turned and ran from the room. She tookthe stairs two at a time to the entranceway and sprinted past thestairs to the kitchen. Flinging open the doors of the fridge, sheshoved aside the meager contents to grab a couple of bags of bloodtucked into the back corner.
She closed the doors and ran upstairs. Whenshe returned to the room, she discovered Cole sitting on the sideof the bed. His hand rested on Brokk’s back as he propped hisbrother up so Sahira could pour a vial of green liquid into hismouth.
Lexi caught the scent of apples and pixiedust, but she had no idea what else was in the vial. She set theblood on the table before going to retrieve towels and water.
CHAPTER 29
“You’re injured,” Lexi said.
When Cole looked up from where he sat atBrokk’s side, Lexi gestured to his hand. It had stopped bleeding,but dried blood coated it, and when he turned his hand over, shesaw the ragged edges of a raw gash.
Sahira looked up from where she was applyinga healing salve onto Brokk’s chest. Her hands stilled as sheglanced between the two of them while Cole stared at his hand. Leximarveled at the size of that hand as he flexed his fingers.
“It’s healing,” he said and lowered it.
“We should still clean it,” Lexi said.
His gaze returned to his brother beforeshifting to Sahira as she rose away from Brokk. “I’ll take care ofit,” she offered.
“It’s fine. Though, I should probably cleanup.” Cole glanced around him and rose from the bed. “We got bloodall over your things.”
“It’s fine,” Lexi assured him.
“I’ll replace them.”
“Don’t worry about it. I’ll show you to abathroom and try to find you some clothes.”
“I can—” Sahira started at the same time Colesaid, “Thank you.”
Lexi ignored her aunt’s irritated gaze as shemoved toward the door. She felt Sahira’s eyes burning into her withevery step, but she didn’t look back as she led Cole from the roomand down the hall to one of the guest bathrooms.
She flicked on the light and hurried insideto remove the dust cloths from the vanity and toilet. She shovedthem into the closet and pulled out a few towels that she set nextto the sink.
“Thank you,” he murmured.
His skin remained paler than normal, and hiseyes were dull when they met hers. Then his brow furrowed as hisgaze latched onto her, and the silver bled out of his eyes. Leximarveled over the abrupt change as they resumed their vivid bluecolor.
There was so much in those eyes, but alsosomething raw and primitive, something far more lycan than fae, andsomething that wantedher.
That knowledge should terrify her; instead,she thrilled at it.
