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And for a moment, my thoughts go to my sister.
In so many ways, she is stronger than I’ll ever be.
She’s also rude and pushy and a bully, but…
What would Mari do?
I take a moment to really think about that.
I know she wouldn’t letnotknowing get in her way, that’s for damn sure.
I take a breath and start unbuckling Drago’s belt.
An injury like this is all about timing. Wolf magic can handle a lot of healing—especially Drago’s supercharger magic—but if you lose too much blood too quickly, you’re still a goner.
“Whoa, hey there, mate. I’m not sure I’m up for a last rut,” he says weakly.
“Shut up and save your strength,” I say and whip his belt out of the loops. I hop up and tuck the belt right in Drago’s armpit and over his shoulder.
The Wendigo ripped Drago’s arm off so high I hardly had enough space to make a decent tourniquet.
But good enough was all I needed to slow the bleeding for his magic to do the rest.
“Are the vamps coming?” I ask Jonah when I’m satisfied the tourniquet has slowed the gush of blood enough. Now we just have to wait.
“Vamps are here.” Eden’s voice is like the sweetest birdsong, like an oasis in the desert.
Like hope in a sea of despair.
I may not have a stitch of healer magic in me.
I may not know how to use the considerable magic Claudia gifted me.
But I’ve got a lot going for me in other ways.
Like my taste in friends.
And mates.
And yeah, resilience and strength, too.
I reach for Eden, and she looks like an angel in the moonlight. A scarlet dress and high-heels in the middle of the woods wearing, platinum blonde angel.
“Thank you,” I say as she takes my hand and kneels with me next to Drago.
Her eyes go black and the veins at her temples spider out with blackness too. “Don’t mind me,” she says. “It’s just a lot of blood.” She directs her focus to Drago. “We have some options here, but I need to look at the wound to see the damage we’re dealing with. Is that OK?”
Drago nods, eyes rolling in his head.
“Hurry,” I plead and squeeze Drago’s hand tighter.
Eden removes Rafe’s shirt from the stump, and I gotta hand it to her, she doesn’t even flinch as she takes in the damage. “OK, I can seal the wound with venom so you can get back to your healer and see what she can do.”
“No good,” I say. “His body will stop the bleeding on its own. I need to know if you can put it back before his wolf magic heals the stump completely and our healer can’t do anything for him.”
Eden meets my gaze, settling back into her heels so far they sink into the ground. “Willa, I can’t put his arm back. I could turn him and he’d grow it back, but I’m pretty sure that’s not something anyone wants.”
I glance at Drago, still holding on to consciousness. “No vampire champions,” he grunts out.
