Chapter 14 #3
Looking between the two brothers, I wondered if they shared the pain but shrugged it off.
I hooked the winch up to the net, the silver stinging my palms. Jumping back onto the four-wheeler, I grit my teeth and drove forward.
The net came off easily as they hadn’t anchored it down, knowing the silver alone would hold them in place.
Once I had it completely off, Damien dropped to his knees next to his brother, sweat dripping off his forehead.
“Can you shift?” Damien asked. A painful whimper came from Lucas.
“Load him onto the back of here. Wyck will drive the other one, while Coti runs alongside us. Are you okay to disappear and fly back, or do you want to ride with Wyck?” I didn’t think the man would answer, but then he stood.
“I’ll ride with Wyck. Thank you.”
“Let’s roll out, boys. Coti, don’t stray too far from us.
Stay on the same trail we came in on.” Coti nodded, then became his wolf again.
I ripped the silver off the winch and tossed it aside.
Wyck and I looked at Lucas, then lifted him together, laying him on the back of my borrowed four-wheeler.
The big animal didn’t make a sound, which worried me.
Wyck climbed back on his, with Damien on the back.
We made tracks back to the club, but my worry for the injured wolf had me sending a call out to Jennaveve.
“Jennaveve. I hate to bother you again, but I have an injured um, wolf that could use some attention. I don’t think he’s going to last much longer.
” I sent her the image of the silver net lying over the wolf.
“I will be there shortly. Give me a bit. I see you are on the move. Where shall I come?”
I wondered at the weak tone but brushed it off as a matter of distance. “The club. Thank you, Jennaveve.”
“You are most welcome, Alpha.”
I was never so happy as when the large gates at the back of the club came into view. I loved the stylized image of the four claws. The Parker brothers stood by the gates, waiting to open them. Their eyes widened at the sight of the two men on the back, but they nodded and shut the gates.
Damn! How the hell did we go from one battle to the next? I drove to the clinic doors. My mate’s scent hit me hard. She clearly knew I was coming, and I had an injured person with me. My beast rose up, wanting to dump the man off. I pushed back, knowing Laikyn loved me and only me.
“Come on. Let’s get him inside.” I helped lift Lucas while Damien struggled to stand. “Did the silver affect you as well?”
Damien shook his head. “I’ll be fine. I need to feed as does Lucas. And before you protest, no, I’m not asking. We will be fine until we can get donors.”
I walked into the clinic, turning to the side to enter with the large wolf. “What the hell does that mean?”
“Being hybrids, we don’t need blood to survive, unless we are injured. Lucas will need some because he’s in bad shape. I took some of his pain, or he would have died.” Damien shrugged.
Laikyn gasped. “Oh, my gawd. Put him down here. Breezy, get me as much blood as we have.”
“What the hell?” Damien looked around the room.
“This is a clinic of sorts for our kind. I’m still going to be practicing at the hospital, but we have everything that I’d need in emergencies here.
” I watched my mate hook the wolf up with an IV, bag blood flowing into the animal while she cleaned its surface wounds.
Then she turned to the other hybrid, pointing to a chair.
I smiled as she ordered Damien to sit, then gave him his own pint of blood.
“Now, how long does it normally take before he can shift?” Color began returning to Damien. The wolf on the table hadn’t moved since we’d brought him in. She washed all his wounds thoroughly and gave him more blood.
The smell of honey and mint preceded Jennaveve. “Oh, my word. What happened?”
I watched Damien sit up straight, his dark eyes turned red. The wolf on the bed stirred, his eyes suddenly opened. Jennaveve patted his head. “Don’t you worry, big guy. Jennaveve will get you right as rain.” She placed her hand on his body.
A silver-and-gold glow encompassed her and the wolf. Streaks of color shot out, knocking me and the others on our asses and bringing Damien to his feet. I growled, tried to shift, and reach Laikyn. I saw her head shake, then begin to crawl to me on all fours.
“What the hell is going on?” I asked.
“I don’t know. That is not what happened when she healed Jared,” Laikyn whispered.
I pulled Laikyn onto my lap, the light from the trio getting brighter, then, like a bulb bursting, it was gone.
“Who are you?” Jennaveve said, then collapsed into Damien’s arms.
A very human and naked Lucas lay on the table. “Ours,” he said with wonder.
Getting to my feet, I put Laikyn behind me. “What did you do to her?”
The tiny Fey held close to his chest, Damien looked stunned. “We didn’t do anything. She did it. I’ve never,” he stopped and swallowed. “What is she?” He walked over to Jennaveve, ignoring the growling pair.
“She is Fey and part of my pack.”