Page 102 of Love Bleeds
"I think... I don't know... I was trying to help, but I didn't know how."
"You've likely drained your energy supplies to protect him with your magic," Talon said. "Collin exhausts himself too when he uses his magic."
I nodded as if all of this was completely logical.
Beside me, Crimson went very, very still.
I snaked an arm around his waist and squeezed. "I'm not in any danger, promise."
"That's not..." Crimson frowned. "Nicolai's trying to talk to me."
"You got telepathic connection?" Aldrich asked. "Sucks to be you, man. I'm glad Zenon never had the time to establish a connection like that with me."
Crimson waved him off as if to shush him. His eyes widened, then narrowed. "He has Savannah," he said, eventually. "Shit, he's been trying to tell me that all along. He has Savannah." His eyes darted to me. "We have to get her out of there."
"He has Savannah in his basement?" I asked, hoping against hope that I had somehow heard wrong. "Why would he have Savannah in his basement?" She had nothing to do with vampires.
"To get me to come back. He knows all my friends. He knows my memories. He has my old phone. He can't get to you, but he could get her." Crimson's fists clenched. "She doesn't deserve this. If he turns her, I..." he trailed off.
I didn't know what to say to him. My stomach clenched painfully.
"Are you sure he has her in the basement?"
"That's what he claims, anyway."
"Then I really, really hope it's not true." Dread pooling in my stomach, I pulled my phone out of my pocket. It had buzzed at some point during the earlier chaos, but I'd paid it no mind.
Now I looked at the text I'd received. It was from Vlad, and it contained only two words:Countdown started.
