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We have seen it too many times, and we all know how vicious a wound like this is. He doesn’t have long, and Vale and I exchange looks—we both know it.
“You idiot,” Val says, his voice softening. “Now let’s save your life so I can kill you myself for losing our best bet.”
Jai’s hands drop, covered in his blood, as he swallows rapidly, causing more to pour from the jagged wounds on his neck. His eyes roll around in fear as he pales further. Swearing, Vale packs the wound, and I do the same, both of us staring at each other above him.
It’s fatal.
“My fault,” Jai croaks, swallowing as he shudders in the cot. Blood and water drip to the floor, the sound loud even above the thunder and lightning. “I let my hate win.”
“Shh,” I say as I look at Vale. “What about the pixie?—”
“It won’t work.” I see his thoughts flash across his face as he thinks, trying to come up with a plan, and when his jaw grinds, I know he doesn’t have one.
“No, we have to do something.” I search the kit and push Vale’s hands away. I sprinkle the last of the stolen pixie magic across the wound before covering it.
Jai coughs. “Kill them all. Promise me.”
“Shut up for once,” Vale replies. “You aren’t dying tonight, not yet. You’ll kill the fuckers yourself.”
Something flashes in Jai’s eyes as the moon moves from behind the storm clouds and lights up the mill, and for a moment, his eyes reflect it and shine inhumanly bright. I blink, wondering if I’m seeing things, but it disappears.
“Hold it there,” Vale commands, and Jai’s eyes shut. “No, stay with us!” he roars, and we watch in horror as his head falls lifelessly to the side.
Vale leans down, pressing his ear to his chest, then he lifts his head, his eyes wide in horror. “He’s . . . He’s dead.”
“No.” I lift my hands and step back. Jai is a pain in the ass, but he’s one of us. He’s like a little brother to me, even if he’s a fucking psycho.
Quinn killed him, and I let her go.
Horror washes through me as Vale screams, turning and throwing the table over, scattering everything as thunder rolls. My eyes stay on Jai’s lifeless body, watching his blood drip down his arm which hangs over the side and to the ground.
Suddenly, his chest lifts.
I move closer, wondering if it’s an illusion, but I hear him inhale, his chest rising and dropping again. “Vale,” I whisper,but he’s raging and doesn’t hear me. “Vale!” I shout, and he turns, crossbow in hand, no doubt to hunt Quinn, and heads over.
“Let’s go,” he starts, but he stops when he sees it too.
Leaning down, he peers into Jai’s face as he parts his lips and takes a big breath, his eyes opening.
They are a bright, supernatural blue before they shut again.
Vale and I both stare, standing stock-still, before Vale throws the packing off the wound, and we watch it knit back together. The claw marks are scarring over.
The killing wound is healed.
It can’t have been the pixie magic.
I stumble back and sit heavily on my cot, Vale joining me as we stare at Jai’s still body, watching his chest rise and fall.
Covered in blood and rain, I lean closer to Vale. “He shouldn’t have survived that,” I whisper.
“I know.” Vale looks at Jai. “I wonder . . .”
JAI
I can hear them.
“He shouldn’t have survived that.”
