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“Tell He-Man to release me,” Mari said, glaring at the hand on her wrist.
“Wrong superhero, female. He has blonde hair and wears a loincloth.” Thane had chosen Wolverine as his superhero costume, but he’d removed the mask before entering Savage’s office.
“You look like Bumblebee’s bestie,” Mari grumbled, shaking her wrist. She knelt, closed her eyes, and felt around Thana’s head.
The moment Mari winced, Thana jerked. Severin reached for her, but Jenna grabbed his arm, deliberately preventing him from interfering with Mari’s treatment.
“Don’t, Severin. She’s helping. And you, Thana’s brother, stop being a porchdick. You’ll regret it soon enough.” Jenna’s words didn’t make sense to Severin, but right then he didn’t give a shit as long as his female got better.
“Wait. Can you touch whatever is in there without it harming you?” Thane moved quickly, placing his hand on Mari’s before she could run her fingers through Thana’s hair.
Mari laughed, but it didn’t sound happy. “I am not a vampire. Whatever is in there was meant to harm your kind, not mine.”
Her words stilled everyone in the room.
“Say that again,” Savage ordered.
“I can sense things. What was shot from that beast into her was meant to render your kind immobile. The Society has been studying and learning.” Mari shook her hand again. “Let. Me. Go,” she bit out.
Thane released Mari. She unerringly found the small piece of metal lodged at the base of Thana’s skull. She turned Thana’s head, revealing the room where the shard lay. Using her psionic ability, she slowly pulled it out while Jenna healed the damage. Severin remained inside Thana’s mind, watching the two females work while masking his presence. It felt like hours before Mari sat back on her haunches, but a glance at the clock showed only a few minutes had passed.
Thana groaned. Her head felt as if an anvil had been dropped on it. What the fuck happened?
“Hey, don’t move, leanabh-nighean,” Severin whispered.
“Yeah, I don’t like lying around while everyone stares at me. Can someone please explain why I’m doing a lazy-bitch routine?” Thana asked.
“For one, you’re not a bitch, and you’re not lazy, sis. Looks like we have a bigger problem than just some creepy fucks showing up on Halloween.” Thane dropped to his knees beside Mari. “Thank you for saving my baby sister.”
“You’re only minutes older than me, asshole.” Thana raised her hand.
Severin and Thane both reached for it, and Mari laughed.
“She’s my mate.”
“She’s my sister.”
“Hey, I have two hands.” Thana reached for Severin with her left hand, keeping her right hand closer to Thane.
“I have ideas about what you can do with those two hands,” Severin murmured.
“I have two hands, and they have ideas about what they can do around your throat,” Thane growled.
“You two are so alike it’s ridiculous,” she said, laughing.
She saw her male’s jaw twitch, but he quickly masked his irritation as he brought her hand to his chest. She felt his heart race beneath their palms. “I love you, Sev.”
“No, you cannot get mushy while holding my hand.”
“Goddess, save us from stupid men.” Mari eased away from them, brushing her hands down her thighs.
Thana let out a breath. “I want to sit up, but with the two of you looming over me, it’s a little hard to do.”
Severin glared at Thane until her brother let her go. Before she could argue, Severin lifted her into his arms and sat on the couch, cradling her in his lap.
“Do any of you have a clue what the fuck happened here? No way those fuckers entered the club looking the way they did when they came up to the VIP level.” Thana rubbed her temples.
“They had a way to mask their scents. From what we gathered after watching the security footage, I didn’t see anyone who set off the alarms and came inside match the beasts you fought. Either they used an illusion spell, or someone entered and cast one to block all the sensors and wards. Give me a few minutes, and I’ll be able to backtrack through the feed.” Savage closed his eyes.
