Page 61 of Cursed Heirs

Fucking psychopath.

I pulled back the demon and staggered back, coming out of it.

Talon was there in the next second, skidding to his knees and cradling Ore, tending to his wounds.

I stared out at him, incredulous.

“Thank you,” I eked out, overcome by what he’d just allowed me to do, what he’d just given me.

“You’re my brother,” he choked out. “Can’t lose you.”

And then he passed out against Tal.

13

~Talon~

“Here,” I called, holding a towel out as Orpheus staggered across the bathroom after I’d helped him to shower. “Stop. It’s right here,” I said, getting him to cease his walking that he could barely handle in his current state.

He stood there weakly, his eyes fluttering open and closed, allowing me to dry him off, before I then wrapped the towel around his hips and secured it.

I gave him my shoulder and helped him back into the bedroom of the spare room, one of tons in Alena’s family mansion.

“Thanks,” he said, as I helped him to settle on the bed, propping his pillows up so he could rest his head back, which he did with a heavy sigh.

I perched on the edge beside him, stroking his hair that was now free of all the blood, dirt, and glass that had been caught in it before.

I’d also had to take out several shards of glass from his flesh with a pair of tweezers.

It hadn’t been the easiest thing to do with him currently so weak and not as impervious to pain as he normally was.

“Your wounds are healed,” I told him. “Even X’s brutal bites.”

“I know,” he murmured. “I can feel it.”

“You had several broken bones too.” I scrubbed my hand over my face. “A shitload of damage you took from him, Ore.”

And it was a good thing that Elliot, Abigail, and Professor Wilhelm hadn’t been here, the three of them off dealing withExemplarmatters and the attacks taking place instead.

“It needed to happen that way.”

“It was a dangerous strategy.”

“It was a calculated risk. And it paid off. You saw him afterward.”

“Yeah, I did. He had hope.” I smiled. “You did that for him. You gave that back to him.”

“I just wish we’d been here sooner, before he’d reached such a low point.”

“It’s okay. He’ll be okay now.”

“I will.”

Ore looked out weakly and I swung my head to see Xavier now standing there in the doorway.

I hadn’t even heard his approach and not just because I’d been so taken with Orpheus, but because X was employing the full effect of his vampiric stealth.

I smiled to myself. He was practicing.

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