Page 43 of Immortal Unveiled

At the sound of footsteps, Manus twisted his head and saw Aiden charging toward them. It had only been a matter of time until his brethren would come to his aid.

“Fucking demon!” Aiden screamed, his hand already aiming his dagger toward them. “Manus, duck!”

Shit! Aiden thought Kim was a demon. “No!!” Manus yelled.

Kim spun her head in Aiden’s direction, freezing in mid-motion.

Aiden already flicked his wrist. The dagger flew through the air, perfectly aimed at Kim.

“Nooooooo!”

With every ounce of his remaining strength, Manus pushed Kim out of the way and dove after her, covering her with his body. He heard the dagger clatter to the floor several yards past them and breathed a sigh of relief. But the danger wasn’t over, not as long as Aiden believed that Kim was an intruding demon.

He lifted his head. “She’s not a demon, Aiden! She’s human.”

Aiden stopped just a foot away from them. “What?”

Slowly, Manus lifted himself from Kim. “She’s human. She’s Nancy Britton’s daughter.”

Aiden ran a shaky hand through his hair and exhaled sharply. “Fuck! You could have gotten her killed!” His friend shook his head. “Why the fuck were you fighting her?”

Clearly in shock, Kim tried to sit up, her eyes darting from Aiden back to Manus.

“Because she fucking shot me! And she was going for the gun again. That’s why,” Manus said, pointing to his bleeding bicep, which was starting to hurt like a bitch now. His previous gunshot wounds had never hurt that badly. “A little compassion would be nice right now.”

Aiden furrowed his forehead, his gaze now trained on Kim. “So, may I ask why you were trying to kill my friend?”

Kim looked around her, apparently for the first time taking in her surroundings. And obviously looking for an escape route.

Aiden shrugged. “There’s no way out, lady, so you might as well relax. You’re lucky Manus is the forgiving type and pushed you out of the path of my dagger, or you’d be dead now. I never miss.” Then he looked at Manus. “Leila can fix you up. You’ll be as good as new in twenty-four hours.”

Aiden was right. Only a dagger or sword forged in the Dark Days could permanently injure or kill a Stealth Guardian. All other weapons left only minor injuries that healed within a very short period of time.

“Okay,” Manus said.

“You wanna lock her up in the meantime, given that she’s a bit volatile right now?” Aiden asked, pointing at Kim while he helped Manus up.

When Manus caught Kim’s frightened look, he shook his head. “We’ll take her to the infirmary with us. Leila can check her out, make sure she didn’t get hurt in the fight.”

“Infirmary?” Kim asked, uttering her first word since Aiden had launched his dagger at her. Having escaped certain death had obviously stunned her into silence. She stood up stiffly, apprehensive about what would come next.

“You have nothing to worry about. Nobody here is going to hurt you, even if you don’t want to believe that right now,” Manus said. “But you will.”

Once he had figured out how to tell her what she’d gotten herself into, and who he and his compound mates were. Because now that she’d traveled through one of their portals and was in their compound, he had no choice but to tell her the truth. How his brethren would take that news was an entirely different story.

By the sound of more men rushing toward them, it appeared he’d find out very shortly.