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“She could still be alive!” The fierce rasp came from Erin Jerome, Jude’s lover. Of course, the woman had been at Jude’s side when he’d stormed up to the motel. Not like she was ever going to miss a good fight.
Zane jumped from the car, ran as fast as he could, and heard the thunder of Jude and Erin’s footsteps behind them. Be alive. She had to be. Dee couldn’t?—
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Her scream. Dee.
His heart started beating again. He hurried around the side of the beaten metal pile, ready to rip and fight his way to her.
The passenger door flew at him.
Zane hit the ground. What the hell?
“Simon! You open those eyes, you understand me? Open them!” Then he saw Dee crawling out of the car and dragging her vampire with her. Blood covered her, him, and the woman was snarling and swearing as she jerked out her man.
She stumbled, slipping, and Simon’s weight hit her, knocking her flat.
Zane shoved up to his knees. “Dee!” He should have known the woman wasn’t dead. The ambush the vamps had set on her—yeah, he’d gotten the full details on that one, courtesy of some threats and the skillful use of Jude’s claws—hadn’t succeeded. She was still alive, still fighting and?—
She rolled her vampire until he lay on the ground. Her hand smoothed over his cheek. “Simon?”
And Zane realized she didn’t know he was there.
Didn’t know any of them were there.
“We’re out,” she mumbled and her fingers left a bloody trail on Simon’s cheek. “Everything’s okay now, we’re out.”
“Oh, sweet hell.” Erin tried to shove past him, but Jude caught her arms and held tight.
“No,” he told her softly, “not when she’s like this. The bloodlust?—”
Dee’s head snapped toward them. Zane expected to see the black stare of a vampire driven to desperation, but instead, he saw Dee’s warm brown eyes, swimming with tears. “Help him.” A demand, a plea. “Help him.”
Zane reached a hand out to her.
She grabbed him. Damn, but the woman was fast, even with the sun out.
And strong.
Stronger than she should have been.
Her fingers clamped around his wrist. “He needs blood.”
Clenching his jaw, Zane gave a nod. Not what he’d ever do for anyone but her.
Dee used her claws to cut a thin line on his wrist. He held his hand over Simon’s mouth.
“You need blood, too,” Erin said, her voice steady and strong. Zane’s stare jumped to her and he saw that she had her wrist up. “Take what you need.”
Shifters didn’t normally offer up their blood to vamps, but Zane knew there was a friendship between the two women. More than that.
Dee had risked death for Erin on one of the Night Watch cases. When you went to the line for someone like that, a bond formed.
Dee hesitated, but her fangs were already out.
Too much blood loss for both of them.
Simon’s fangs weren’t out yet, a bad sign. With the blood at his mouth, he should have responded by now.
“You saved my life,” Erin reminded her. “It’s my turn.”
