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she’s not here? Damian took her.”

Neil’s laugh turned into a cackle. “She’s not here, Elder-Son. If she were . . .” He licked his lips

and sighed. “But she’s not here for me to play with.”

Chase’s vision tunneled and rage pounded in his head. Without thinking, he pulled his arm back

and slammed his fist toward Neil’s face. But before it made contact, Neil’s hand shot up and grabbed

it. Chase stared, wide-eyed, as Neil held Chase’s fist in an iron grip for a moment before pushing

back and shoving him aside. Neil wasn’t a small person, but he wasn’t as large as Chase. How could

he—

Neil’s fist came out of nowhere and pain exploded in his head as stars blinded his vision. Chase

fell back and put his fists up to protect himself. Ethan and Lance lunged toward him and Neil shoved

them back with minimal effort. Ethan flipped over the couch and lay on the ground, unmoving. Lance

hit the wall and slumped to the floor.

Neil tilted his head and raised his eyebrows. His eyes had golden flecks.

The next second, Neil was on top of him, pummeling his fists into every available spot on Chase’s

body. The blows came so fast Chase could only curl into a ball and try to block the worst of them. His

whole body screamed with pain.

Neil cackled over him and slammed his fist into Chase’s face.

“Chase.”

An urgent whisper dragged him out of the soothing darkness that enveloped him like a warm

blanket. Pain ebbed into his consciousness and Chase did the only thing he could do. Groan.

“Chase. Man, you gotta wake up.”

Chase groaned again as the pain sharpened like a knife. Everything hurt. His brain felt like it was

going to explode. His chest was on fire.

“Chase. Wake. Up.”

Chase forced his swollen eyelids open and saw dark figures hovering above him. Where was he?

What happened? Why did he hurt so badly?

Slowly his vision cleared. Ethan and Lance leaned over him, concerned expressions on their

faces. He turned his head and groaned as the pain exploded. “Where am I?” he rasped.

“Damian’s house,” Lance answered, looking around. “We need to get out of here.”

The two men hauled him to his feet and half-carried him out of the house and into the back seat of

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