Page 49 of The Healer and the Wolf: Part Two

“Give me whatever potions you have,” he insisted, pain evident in every syllable he uttered. “They need you in there way more than I do.”

They needed me in the mansion? I wasn’t supposed to go in there. I didn’t reply however, and instead focused on treating his wounds. We were incredibly vulnerable sitting out in the open, two fleshy bodies and no animal form. Thankfully, the eagle shifters wheeled back down, flying in tight circles around our heads. Okay, it looked like we had guards.

I did my best to patch him up, giving him a vial of invigorating tea while quickly disinfecting his wounds. I didn’t have the heart to tell him that nothing I made wastechnicallya potion, they were all simple herbal remedies I had learned through reading and my time volunteering at the animal clinic. The clarification wasn’t really necessary at the moment.

As I dabbed some of the deadnettle balm onto his wounds, I caught a guard approaching us, a bright yellow light forming in his hand. Oh, they had magic? I supposed that made sense, but I’d kind of forgotten there were lesser-magic users in the warlocks’ ranks.

While Jason and I were too weak to be a threat, it didn’t mean I was going to let the guard mow us down. I pulled two smoke bombs out of my bag, throwing one directly at our attacker’s middle, then the other one a few paces in front of him. It had the effect I hoped for. Smoke burst all around him, and the eagle shifters shrieked as they dived into the cloud.

Huh, even without strange plant magic, I was still a capable member of the team. It made me feel better about myself and less like I was a monster who could burst out of my skin at any moment.

When I turned my attention back to Jason’s wounds, he grabbed my hand and gave me a serious look.

“Go. They need you in there. I’ll get to safety out here, I promise, and I’ll help anyone else who needs to get out.”

“But I?—”

“Look, I know we still have the second cavalry, and I know Leo wanted you out here, but I saw what you did the other night. We would all be dead without you. It doesn’t make sense to have our heaviest hitter hide on the outskirts when you could be saving lives in there.”

He had a point, and my mind was desperately screaming that if my friends needed help, then I had a responsibility to join them. It was wrong to stay safe when they were all risking their lives. Still, I hesitated. Not only because I was scared of what I might do, but I was worried about breaking my promise to Leo. I liked to think my promises meant something, and I didn’t always break them all willy-nilly.

It was like Jason was in my mind, though, like he knew the exact reason for my trepidation.

“I don’t know what you are, but it doesn’t matter. What I do know is that your mate is in there, and heneedsyou.”

Well, I had no desire to argue with that logic.

Taking a deep breath, I nodded at Jason, and then I was off, racing into the very place I wasn’t supposed to go into. And I wasn’t alone, either. From the corner of my eye I saw almost two dozen dark shapes erupting from the septic truck we’d procured through America’s family. It turned out having allies who had three mechanic shops in their family circle was a far greater resource than we could ever imagine.

They were the second cavalry Jason had been talking about, and I decided to follow them to make sure I got to the battle as fast as possible. I could have gone through the broken window Jason had come out of, but that didn’t exactly seem like a safe course of action. And considering I still didn’t know if I would be able to use my plant abilities or not, it was better to be safe than sorry.

Granted, if I really wanted to be safe, I shouldn’t be going into the thick of it, but if I was honest with myself, it had always been rather inevitable. Hopefully, Leo would understand.

My lungs burned as I ran, quickly falling behind the second wave as they sped across the grounds on four feet. I kept a sharp eye out and threw smoke bombs in case they needed cover. I didn’t want to fall too far behind because that would definitely make me easier to pick off. I wanted to be toward the middle of the rush if I could.

Keyword,if.

When I made it into the manor behind a pair of coyote shifters, I expected to find all hell breaking loose. Instead, the foyer looked as neat as one could expect, as if it was ready for a magazine photoshoot or Harper’s Bazaar. For a moment, I was so perplexed I wondered if I had been transported to some other giant mansion, but then I heard a howl from far away and what sounded like a wall splintering apart.

I was definitely in the right area.

Off I went, following the scratch marks on the floor and the doors knocked off their hinges. A very small part of me felt a bit sad for all the damage we were doing to such a historical landmark, but most of me couldn’t be fucked to care. Really, the house was a testament to the insanity of wealth. It had been passed from generation to generation, and while multiple owners had added multimillion-dollar additions to the building, it was still as gauche as ever.

Although, I certainly wouldn’t mind having all that land for chickens, miniature goats, and gardens, as well as the giant glass conservatory I’d spotted on the maps. However, no amount of growing space was worth it if it meant a single shifter had to become a mindless slave.

The sounds of battle grew louder and louder, and a strange energy shimmered under my skin. For a moment, I thought I was about to experience the same wave of power I had at the auction, but as I sprinted, I realized it wasn’tmy power I was feeling, but someone else’s entirely. I didn’t have to guess who that was. That had to be the brother who had sworn fealty to Bacchus.

When I’d first heard that, I was confused, as I had assumed Bacchus was the god of wine and partying. Apparently, though, he also had domains over agriculture and fertility. Also, it was the very fact that he was an actual spirit that magic users could get in touch with. It definitely made me wonder how many myths could be real—yet another thing I could tackle once the brothers were gone and Leo’s pack was safe.

Safewas about the last thing we were at the moment.

I rushed through the door where I heard all the fighting. Holy crap, it was massive. I had expected it to be large, but not two floors large, with stairs on both sides going to a sizeable landing. Man, some people really had too much money.

I couldn’t really focus on the abject capitalism because it truly was a cacophony around me, like the gala but five times over, with plants covering almost every surface as well as a miniature tornado whipping around the center. Lightning struck down from the crystal chandelier above.

Had we somehow left the most powerful brothers for last? It made sense they would have survived the longest, but man, we were a lot less lucky than I thought.

I took one last moment to observe before I searched for Leo. It was nearly impossible to find him in the throng, and I feared the worst. A truly inhuman bellow drew my attention to a giant, horse-like creature standing on his hind legs. A second later, his full weight cracked down on the chest of a man on the floor.

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