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No. She wouldn't dwell on that.
Caitlin brought up the rear. Lorcan and Caitlin each stood to one side of Georgiana, who had been staring at Killian without speaking. Brenna knew the female wasn't a Protector, but she hid the emotions from her face extremely well.
Lorcan was the first one to speak. "This is your last chance to back out, Georgiana."
Brenna strained to hear the female's soft reply, "No, it's nice to be useful for once."
She sensed a story behind those words, but Killian spoke before she could think too much on it. "Thank you in advance for your help."
Georgiana bobbed her head, her curls bouncing. "I hope it helps. I can't imagine my life without my dragon."
Lorcan grunted. "Enough stalling. Let's get this over with."
Georgiana glanced at her father. "Is it necessary to keep him behind bars?"
"Yes," Lorcan stated.
Caitlin chimed in. "It's all right, Georgiana. I'm sure Killian understands the precaution."
Killian moved to the bars of his cell and pressed the center of his face between the metal bits, his nose and mouth sticking out in the free space. "Whenever you're ready."
Brenna's heart rate sped up, each second seeming as if it were weeks. This is it. The old version of Killian might be on the cusp of returning.
Georgiana approached the bars. Since she was shorter than Killian, the Northcastle female stood on her tiptoes before pressing her lips to Killian's. After a chaste kiss, she stepped back and all eyes zeroed in on Killian.
For a few seconds, he frowned and said nothing. Then he arched his back and roared. Adrian quickly wrapped his arms around Killian to hold him. It was then that Brenna noticed blood trailing out of one of his ears. "Something's not right. His ear."
The doctor in the cell cursed and stuck the syringe into Killian's bicep. Even after it was all dispensed, Killian's roars continued, as did the slow trickle of blood.
Were they going to lose him forever?
With a final yell, Killian slumped in Adrian's arms and the Northcastle Protector gently guided him to the ground. As the doctor did his check, both Brenna and Caitlin moved closer to the bars, waiting for the doctor to say something.
The doctor spoke without taking his focus from Killian. "He's alive, but I need to get him to my surgery straight away."
Brenna barely noticed Adrian on his mobile phone, probably calling for help. She couldn't tear her gaze away from Killian's pale, still form.
Each progressive spell of unconsciousness seemed to become more painful. It could only be a matter of time before it killed him.
Her dragon spoke up. We don't know that. Maybe his dragon breaking free was too much. We shouldn't draw conclusions so quickly.
I'm not about to be optimistic on this issue.
Lorcan's voice garnered her attention, but she didn't turn toward him. "Georgiana says her dragon is unaffected and there's no mate-claim frenzy pull."
"Then what happened to him?" Brenna whispered.
Caitlin answered, "I wish I knew."
She had forgotten about Killian's mother. Turning toward her, she pulled her into a hug. "Hopefully we don't have to wait too long."
Some more tall, muscled blokes who were probably Protectors hustled into the room. Brenna released Caitlin so they could move out of the way. The males soon had Killian off the ground and they carried him up the stairs, the doctor right behind him.
She moved to follow, but Lorcan stepped into her path and said, "Dr. Cahir Silver will do everything he can to help him. It's best to stay out of the way and come with me instead."
If she were on an ally's land, Brenna would've pushed him aside and followed Killian. However, she wasn't about to risk starting a war. "Why?"
"Because my clan has fulfilled our side of the bargain and it's time to start working on Glenlough's," Lorcan answered matter-of-factly.
