mixed blood before she had her daughter, which she must have, that would mean . . .”
“It’s possible to have children,” Fen finished for him, his eyes lighting up.
“How do we find out if this is what really happened?” Dimitri asked. “I can’t imagine Skyler never having a child. One way or another, I know we will, but, Zev, if we can validate that you’re from the Dark Blood line, we’ll know it’s possible.”
“How can we do that?”
Zev, you need to lie down now.
Zev tried not to smile at the bossy little note in her voice. He’d never been bossed around. His father had given up on telling him what to do by the time he was twelve. Already, he had become lead hunter of their pack. For her, to keep that worried look off her face, he complied, even though he knew movement was going to hurt like hell. Gritting his teeth, he eased back slowly. His face went white. He felt the color drain. Blood spread across his shirt again and a low hiss escaped between his teeth.
He swore to himself. He hadn’t realized just how still he’d held his body. Movement was agony. She wiped the beads of blood from his face with a soft cloth, murmuring soothingly to him. He couldn’t quite catch the words. His pulse thundered in his ears, drowning out everything around him. The edges of his vision faded.
I’m not certain what the advantage of being Lycan, Carpathian, Dark Blood or mixed blood is right at this moment. I thought I was supposed to heal fast,
he said sarcastically to Fen and Dimitri.
You’re supposed to use the gifts given you,
Fen said,
and get the hell out of the way when bombs go off. Had you moved a little faster, you would have escaped, but no, you just had to play hero and get your ass handed to you by a table, no less.
Zev tried not to laugh. When he did, fiery pain ripped through his gut.
I need to learn my woman’s water trick.
Branislava pushed back the hair tumbling into his eyes with gentle fingers. “My sister and Skyler are on their way.”
His eyes met hers. He knew she looked at the wolf.
I said I wanted us to talk.
There was that voice again. Alpha. A command.
She couldn’t have everything her way, especially not this. He wasn’t going to go to ground without resolving a few of their issues. Not and go the next evening to try Mikhail and Gregori’s combined radical treatment that could kill him. He wasn’t stupid. If Fen was uncomfortable with the idea of it, then it was dangerous. Fen might kid around with him, but there was genuine affection and respect. Fen wasn’t a man to proclaim his feelings, but he had accepted Zev as his brother and he definitely felt the need to protect him.
Branislava bit her lip. Her long hair banded with color, that deep swirling red that looked almost like glittering rubies falling over dark red wine. Her natural red gold nearly disappeared, although he could make it out through the changing color.
I would be very grateful to you and the others to take this pain away and see what you can do with the wound,
he said,
but I’ll wait to go into the ground until we’re alone and we have a chance to talk. Can you live with that?
Barely.
She gave him that look from under her lashes, the one that said she meant business, the one a secret part of him found amusing. God, she was beautiful.
How the hell did I get to be so lucky to have someone like you be my lifemate? I’m about as rough as a man can get and you—you take my breath away.
She ran her fingers down the shadow along his jaw.
You are a very charming man, and I can see you’ll find your way out of trouble very quickly.
That was news to him. No one had ever said he was charming, but he’d take it if that meant she agreed with him.
So we’ll wait to go to ground.
The thought of that cool earth surrounding him was almost too much. The rich minerals and rejuvenating soil called to him. For a moment his lashes drifted down as he imagined sinking into the soil and allowing it to cover
“It’s possible to have children,” Fen finished for him, his eyes lighting up.
“How do we find out if this is what really happened?” Dimitri asked. “I can’t imagine Skyler never having a child. One way or another, I know we will, but, Zev, if we can validate that you’re from the Dark Blood line, we’ll know it’s possible.”
“How can we do that?”
Zev, you need to lie down now.
Zev tried not to smile at the bossy little note in her voice. He’d never been bossed around. His father had given up on telling him what to do by the time he was twelve. Already, he had become lead hunter of their pack. For her, to keep that worried look off her face, he complied, even though he knew movement was going to hurt like hell. Gritting his teeth, he eased back slowly. His face went white. He felt the color drain. Blood spread across his shirt again and a low hiss escaped between his teeth.
He swore to himself. He hadn’t realized just how still he’d held his body. Movement was agony. She wiped the beads of blood from his face with a soft cloth, murmuring soothingly to him. He couldn’t quite catch the words. His pulse thundered in his ears, drowning out everything around him. The edges of his vision faded.
I’m not certain what the advantage of being Lycan, Carpathian, Dark Blood or mixed blood is right at this moment. I thought I was supposed to heal fast,
he said sarcastically to Fen and Dimitri.
You’re supposed to use the gifts given you,
Fen said,
and get the hell out of the way when bombs go off. Had you moved a little faster, you would have escaped, but no, you just had to play hero and get your ass handed to you by a table, no less.
Zev tried not to laugh. When he did, fiery pain ripped through his gut.
I need to learn my woman’s water trick.
Branislava pushed back the hair tumbling into his eyes with gentle fingers. “My sister and Skyler are on their way.”
His eyes met hers. He knew she looked at the wolf.
I said I wanted us to talk.
There was that voice again. Alpha. A command.
She couldn’t have everything her way, especially not this. He wasn’t going to go to ground without resolving a few of their issues. Not and go the next evening to try Mikhail and Gregori’s combined radical treatment that could kill him. He wasn’t stupid. If Fen was uncomfortable with the idea of it, then it was dangerous. Fen might kid around with him, but there was genuine affection and respect. Fen wasn’t a man to proclaim his feelings, but he had accepted Zev as his brother and he definitely felt the need to protect him.
Branislava bit her lip. Her long hair banded with color, that deep swirling red that looked almost like glittering rubies falling over dark red wine. Her natural red gold nearly disappeared, although he could make it out through the changing color.
I would be very grateful to you and the others to take this pain away and see what you can do with the wound,
he said,
but I’ll wait to go into the ground until we’re alone and we have a chance to talk. Can you live with that?
Barely.
She gave him that look from under her lashes, the one that said she meant business, the one a secret part of him found amusing. God, she was beautiful.
How the hell did I get to be so lucky to have someone like you be my lifemate? I’m about as rough as a man can get and you—you take my breath away.
She ran her fingers down the shadow along his jaw.
You are a very charming man, and I can see you’ll find your way out of trouble very quickly.
That was news to him. No one had ever said he was charming, but he’d take it if that meant she agreed with him.
So we’ll wait to go to ground.
The thought of that cool earth surrounding him was almost too much. The rich minerals and rejuvenating soil called to him. For a moment his lashes drifted down as he imagined sinking into the soil and allowing it to cover
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