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“I don’t know.”
“Why isn’t she healing?” I asked.
“I don’t know,” he gritted out. “Can you just shut up and let me take care of her?”
“Because you did such a bang-up job of it in the first place? If this is you taking care of her, I think I’ll just take it from here.”
Though there wasn’t a hint of animal on him, he bared his teeth, and a low rumble sounded warningly in his chest. “You were the one who left her alone.”
The blow landed, though I did my best to keep it from showing. Before I could respond, a shadow fell over us, followed by the soft sound of a woman clearing her throat.
“Mr. Nordson, if you’d come with me.”
I glanced up only long enough to confirm my suspicion. Lilith had come to deal with the rule breaker in person. The demon would barely reach the Novasgardian’s chest, but there was no mistaking the aura of authority rolling off her. Or the way she held the enchanted length of chain across her palms. Either he’d follow her willingly, or she’d force the point.
He flicked his blue eyes between us, his anger palpable. “This filth stabs one of your patrons, and I’m the one you seek to chastise.”
“The rules are the rules, Aleksandr. He merely attempted murder. You succeeded. Now, if you don’t mind, the natives are getting a little restless. I’d like to put this unfortunate matter behind as quickly as possible. I promise to take your motives into consideration while setting the terms of your punishment.”
Alek’s brows flew up at that. “My what?”
“Your punishment, darling. Now come with me. I have some people who will be thrilled to learn you’ll be part of tonight’s show.”
Alek looked at me and then down at Sunday. The veins in his neck pulsed, and he clenched his jaw, but he seemed to make up his mind to obey.
“She better be alive when I come back, Thorne. Or there will be hell to pay.”
I nodded, not really caring what he said. My full attention returned to Sunday. Her pulse was weak, barely more than a delicate flutter.
“Stay with me, little wolf.”
“Noah?” she croaked, her eyes opening with considerable effort. “Wha—”
“Shh. Save your strength.”
“It hurts,” she admitted, and it felt likeI’dbeen the one run through with a blade.
The scent of her overwhelmed me. It was the battle of my life resisting the urge to lean down and sink my fangs into her. To lap up every last drop.
“Why aren’t you healing?” I repeated, though the question was mostly for my benefit. Speaking gave me something to focus on other than how badly I wanted to taste her.
“Can’t,” she whispered, her voice barely more than a rasp. If not for my vampire senses, I wouldn’t have heard her at all.
My gaze dropped to the wound at her side, spotting the glint of blood-stained silver. The metal must be preventing her from accessing her gifts. With a low grunt, I grasped the jagged edge between two fingers and pulled it free.
But instead of her flesh knitting itself together, blood seeped from the wound, coating my fingers and sending a fresh wave of need crashing through me until I was shaking with it. Like the weakling I was, I brought my fingertips to my mouth and took the barest taste.
“You idiot!” Kingston snarled, pushing me out of the way. “Get away from her.”
“Who let you back in here?”
“I’m a Farrell, they can’t keep me out. Now, get the fuck out of the way, can’t you see she’s dying?”
“Dying? Don’t be dramatic. It’s—” but I snapped my mouth shut because the insolent little pup was right. Her heartbeat wasn’t strong and steady anymore. It was weak, thready, and with every pump of the organ, her skin paled. “I don’t understand—”
He pressed one of his meaty paws to her face. “Sunshine, I need you to listen to me. You need to find your wolf. Look at me.”
Her eyes fluttered, but remained closed.
