Page 93 of Reign of the Beast

Mia smiled at his words.

I readied myself for the hell that was no doubt about to break loose.

Then, I swept my claws across Mia’s wrist, slicing deep to ensure it didn’t heal up too fast with thatdarkpower of hers protecting her, before she’d done what she needed to do.

She hissed.

It had my gut twisting like a son of a bitch. I gritted my teeth and fought to swallow it down, focusing on keeping Ryker steady, as she plunged the syringe into her open wrist wound and filled the rest of it with her blood, effectively mixing it with her father’s.

I watched Lucian’s eyes flame, his fangs drop, as the scent of her blood filled the air.

“Lucian!” I snarled.

He squeezed his eyes shut and tightened his hold on Ryker.

In the next moment when he opened them, his fangs had retracted, his eyes settling back to a muted glow.

Damn, that really was something impressive. He’d come leaps and bounds since the last time he’d scented Immortal blood.

“All right,” she murmured to herself. “Here goes nothing.”

She moved to the left side of the bed, then injected the weird blood cocktail into Ryker’s open shoulder wound.

Stepping back, she placed the syringe down on the bedside table, then looked on nervously.

Barely a couple of seconds passed before Ryker’s body stopped seizing.

The wound began to heal, flesh, bone, and tissue repairing itself at an astounding rate.

The veins covering his body faded to a muted gray, the progression halting.

“Whoa,” I uttered, more than a little shocked. “Immortal blood really packs a hell of a punch.”

A choked sound of relief came from Lucian.

He scrubbed his hand over his face, sucking in a breath.

“I need room,” Mia said, eyeing the two of us.

I pulled away from Ryker and climbed off the bed, taking a step back.

Lucian was much more reluctant.

“Lucian, if my magic touches you, we’ll have another severely injured party on our hands,” Mia warned.

“I can’t leave his side.”

“Lucian,” she pressed. Her eyes shot to me. “I’m going to need a hand.”

I eyed Lucian.

The two of us had finally found some peace between us, an understanding, after so many years of me hating on him. The last thing I wanted was to shit all over that. Especially with the responsibility of the Covenant hanging so heavily over our heads, pressuring us all to be united.

But, at the same time, my mate was asking me for a favor.

I winced and started forward.

Lucian’s eyes flashed.

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