Chapter 64
Chapter Sixty Four
“Morgan!” I scream. I leap out of my seat into the main cabin and drag her behind me.
The wolf in Michail’sp has mauled his neck. He’s losing way too much blood. He’s holding her, trying
to pry her jaws off, but the way she’s thrashing is shredding his throat and arteries. And he still had a
bullet in his leg from the elevator that’s been slowly seeping.
The scent of blood sends the two vamps into a frenzy.
Jacob wrestles with one. I dive onto the other.
I shift and and use my ws to cut into its skin. The moment my canines drop, I go in for the kill. This
vamp may be weak, and starved, but it is still very strong and we crash into the wall, shattering one of
the windows.
Thank god we’re on the ground and not at 20,000 feet.
Morgan screams.
Den’s protecting her, even as he pulls the knife from his boot and stabs the vamp that Jacob has
pinned to the back cabin wall. The she-wolf, he drags off Michail by her hair.
She kicks andshes out madly. She’s too weak to shift.
“They’re spelled!” Morgan yells.
A secondter she sends a pulse of energy that sts all of us backward and up into the air. Whatever
this spell is–it defies gravity.
We float. Bouncing into the ceiling and walls, droplets of blood suspended and sttering when they
connect with a surface.
“Be still,” shemands. Her hands and mouth move as she calls upon her magic and the vamps and
female go motionless.
“Tend to him,” she tells me, but I’m already there, with what motion I can manage without my feet on
the ground.
I grab hold of Michail and haul him to my chest. I p a hand on his throat to staunch the bleeding. But
if he doesn’t shift or we don’t cauterize this, he’ll bleed out before he can regenerate.
“I could use some fire right now, Morgan.”
The burst of witchfire, scalds my hands and burns my skin all the way up my wrist. It sets Michail’s shirt
on fire too. He screams. I wait for the skin and blood vessels to seal shut.
This is not a good solution and I imagine Dr. Lee will have my head for making his job harder, but …
“Shift, Michail.” I anchor my foot to one of the seatbacks and use it to lever us to the ground.
Jacob and Den surround us.
They hold his limbs and pat the burning fabric on his chest.
Michail’s eyes are wild. He’s in bad shape and he can’t connect with his wolf. “Nice and easy, buddy.
We’re here. You got this.”
It takes several seconds–time he didn’t have to spare–before his wolf manages to push through.
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Michail’s wolf is burned. The skin on its throat and chest and the left side of his face is red and
blistered, and given that magic caused these burns, and they haven’t healed in his true form, I think
he’ll bear these scars for life.
“It’s a small price to pay,” Den says quietly.
A momentter, the jet door opens and my brother steps into the cabin.
Cam takes one look at the vamps and female floating. Michail’s burned and bloody wolf, whimpering.
The blood that’s in some zero-gravity space, and says, “What the fuck?”
Yeah. I go to rake a hand through my hair but feel the burns on my fingers. Morgan makes a distressed
sound and then she’s lunging toward me and grabbing my hand. “Ouch!”
“I’m so sorry!” She blows on the burns. Like that’s going to help or something.
“Kill the attackers,” Cam says.
Morgan gasps.
“You can’t.”
Cameron arches a brow at me. He is my Alpha and I just defied him.
“It’s not that simple, Alpha,” I say. “They have been spelled. Captured by the West Coast coven, and
experimented on. I think we should try to obtain more information before executing them. Yes, they did
attack us just now, but they are victims. They may have families.” I shut my mouth because I know I’ve
gone too far, and I’ve done it openly.
I’ve all butpared these creatures to my brother.
He’d been a puppet too. For years.
The victim of a spell that had him reject his true mate while appointing a new Luna who’s damage to
our pack would take many more years to ovee.
My brother’s position has not been stable in the aftermath of Ashley’s deception, and now that it is
miracle we haven’t had an uprising already.
And I just brought that up again.
In front of his men.
Indirectly, but still…
I clear my throat.
Dr. Lee pokes his head in, and there’s no sense in wondering if he overheard. We’re wolves. We hear
everything.
But I give the doctor credit, he doesn''t bat an eye. He sees the tissue samples and grabs them. “I’ll
begin at once, Alpha.”
“Wait!” I shout.
“What? Why?” Cam is confused. And he’s pissed. I can see it in the way he clenches his fists and how
his shoulders bunch up. “We need those stem cells, Jace, for Merliee. Mia and I have recovered. And
Ashley’s gone… but my little girl is still sick. She was born this way.”
Morgan had confirmed as much. Magic wasn’t going to heal my niece. There was no way to ‘undo’ the
damage wrought by that spell.
I swallow hard.
Morgan’s eyes glisten with tears. She turns to my brother. “I’m not sure the sample is viable,” she says.
“The cells could bepromised. I…I don’t think you should attempt to use them for your daughter.”
“Are you serious!?!” Cam roars.
I’m just as angry. Just as devastated.
This was a chance. Maybe Merilee’s only chance.
And there isn’t one of us in this pack that wants to see something bad happen to that baby.
Cam turns to Den and Jacob. “Get Michail to the infirmary. We’ll debrief in an hour.”
“Yes Alpha,” they say before lifting Michail and carrying him off the ne.
Dr. Lee follows with the samples still in his possession. He gives onest, long look at the carnage and
creatures still suspended in the cabin.
Cam sits in one of the seats. He leans forward and rests his head in his hands.
“Brother?”
He holds up a hand. He’s furious and disappointed. No, disappointed is far too tame a word for thinking
you might have a miracle in your hands only to watch it disappear.
When he stands back up, he is not my brother. He isn’t even a father or Mia’s mate.
He is the Alpha.
“You two. My office. Now.”