I was never so happy as when the large gates at the back of the club came into view. I loved the stylized image of the four claws. The Parker brothers stood by the gates, waiting to open them. Their eyes widened at the sight of the two men on the back, but they nodded and shut the gates.
Damn! How the hell did we go from one battle to the next? I drove to the clinic doors. My mate’s scent hit me hard. She clearly knew I was coming, and I had an injured person with me. My beast rose up, wanting to dump the man off. I pushed back, knowing Laikyn loved me and only me.
“Come on. Let’s get him inside.” I helped lift Lucas while Damien struggled to stand. “Did the silver affect you as well?”
Damien shook his head. “I’ll be fine. I need to feed as does Lucas. And before you protest, no, I’m not asking. We will be fine until we can get donors.”
I walked into the clinic, turning to the side to enter with the large wolf. “What the hell does that mean?”
“Being hybrids, we don’t need blood to survive, unless we are injured. Lucas will need some because he’s in bad shape. I took some of his pain, or he would have died.” Damien shrugged.
Laikyn gasped. “Oh, my gawd. Put him down here. Breezy, get me as much blood as we have.”
“What the hell?” Damien looked around the room.
“This is a clinic of sorts for our kind. I’m still going to be practicing at the hospital, but we have everything that I’d need in emergencies here.” I watched my mate hook the wolf up with an IV, bag blood flowing into the animal while she cleaned its surface wounds. Then she turned to the other hybrid, pointing to a chair. I smiled as she ordered Damien to sit, then gave him his own pint of blood.
“Now, how long does it normally take before he can shift?” Color began returning to Damien. The wolf on the table hadn’t moved since we’d brought him in. She washed all his wounds thoroughly and gave him more blood.
The smell of honey and mint preceded Jennaveve. “Oh, my word. What happened?”
I watched Damien sit up straight, his dark eyes turned red. The wolf on the bed stirred, his eyes suddenly opened. Jennaveve patted his head. “Don’t you worry, big guy. Jennaveve will get you right as rain.” She placed her hand on his body.
A silver-and-gold glow encompassed her and the wolf. Streaks of color shot out, knocking me and the others on our asses and bringing Damien to his feet. I growled, tried to shift, and reach Laikyn. I saw her head shake, then begin to crawl to me on all fours.
“What the hell is going on?” I asked.
“I don’t know. That is not what happened when she healed Jared,” Laikyn whispered.
I pulled Laikyn onto my lap, the light from the trio getting brighter, then, like a bulb bursting, it was gone.
“Who are you?” Jennaveve said, then collapsed into Damien’s arms.
A very human and naked Lucas lay on the table. “Ours,” he said with wonder.
Getting to my feet, I put Laikyn behind me. “What did you do to her?”
The tiny Fey held close to his chest, Damien looked stunned. “We didn’t do anything. She did it. I’ve never,” he stopped and swallowed. “What is she?” He walked over to Jennaveve, ignoring the growling pair.
“She is Fey and part of my pack.”
Chapter Fifteen
Iknew I had to diffuse the situation and fast. Jennaveve was to the Cordells what I was to Kellen. My stubborn mate had to see that. “Listen, guys. I think you should let me check on her.”
Damien held her closer. “We will see to her well-being.”
A deep rumble shook the building. “They have come,” Lucas said.
Fear hit me. Hard. “What can we do?”
Lucas closed his eyes. “My father is coming. Be prepared. He is kind of an arrogant…”
“I wouldn’t finish that if I were you. Is this your mate?” The extremely tall man sized me up and down.
Holy shit! My knees threatened to buckle. “Um, no, sir. I’m not.”
“Did I say you could talk to me, woman?”
