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A searing ache radiated through my skull before I dropped to the ground. The room spun as I pushed to my hands and knees, and my eyes had difficulty focusing. Warmth pooled from the back of my head, dripping down my neck. Everything blurred. Had a ghoul attacked?
Gray screamed my name, but it was like I was stuck in a thick, blinding fog, unable to move or see. My body dropped, the warehouse floor cold on my cheek.
“Stop!” Gray cried.
“Gray,” I murmured, fighting to open my eyes. He was all that mattered. I had to keep fighting. I didn’t give a fuck if both my legs had been blown off. I’d find a way to him.
Never surrender.
But when a second hit came, my head smacked against the hard floor, and it was lights-out.
Chapter Fifteen
Gray
“Stop!” I screamed at Phoenix. He had materialized behind Mason and hit him before I could do anything.
Phoenix dealt a second blow to the back of my mate’s head. Mason stopped moving. Something tore in my chest at seeing the rush of blood, like sharp claws scraping across my sternum.
“He’s not dead. Yet,” Phoenix told me. “He really should’ve accepted my offer. Oh well. I’m sure the ghouls would love to eat him.”
“Get away from him!”
A crash to the left caused the demon to glance at Ramiel and Bellamy, who were still locked into combat. A momentary distraction. I sprung forward, sword drawn. I’d take off his head. I’d make him pay for hurting my human. But Sloth had other ideas.
“Time to sleep.”
“No! We have to save Mason.”
I lost momentum before reaching the demon. Galen, who was in the middle of a swarm of ghouls, ripped one of them in two with his bare hands. Blood streaked down both his arms and chest. Minor wounds that would heal in no time. But how much time did we have left?
“Please,”I begged Sloth as my sword slipped from my hand and clanged against the floor.“Not yet.”
“We must.”
Galen’s eyes flashed to me. “Gray! Fight Sloth.”
I couldn’t. Sloth had already given me extra time tonight. My tank was on empty, my energy zapped.
Phoenix thrust out a hand as I reached him, clamping it around my arm. “There’s someone who wishes to see you. Allow me to reacquaint you.”
“Phoenix!” Bellamy roared after knocking Ramiel to the floor. He was bleeding from a wound in his shoulder, blond hair falling into his face. “Don’t take my brother.”
“Let me guess. You wish for me to take you instead?” the demon asked. “How noble of you. Alas, you’re not the one I’m after.” He smirked. “This time anyway.”
A drowsy haze clouded over me, weighing in all my muscles. I fought with all my might, but the most I could do was slump forward. Mason lay on the ground, blood pooling around his head. He was breathing though. I saw that now.
“Heal him for me,”I begged my brothers, using our telepathy.“Save him.”
“You can heal him yourself,”Galen responded.“Because you’re not going anywhere.”
We both knew that wasn’t true.
Wrath completely consumed Galen before he burst through the ghouls and charged at us, eyes black as night and teeth bared. A desperate attempt to stop the inevitable.
“Someone needs to put that mutt on a leash,” Phoenix muttered before gripping my arm tighter.
He was about to vanish and take me with him, and there wasn’t a freaking thing I could do to stop it.
