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Jason couldn’t control his instincts. “We got a problem here?”
“It’s been a while since I Changed. I’m not the best one for this job, but I was closest. The others will be here shortly, but I didn’t want you bleeding out before they got here.” The growling resumed.
“I guess I should tell you I was stabbed in the back with silver also.”
“Shit,” Jason hissed, rubbing sweat from his forehead with the back of his blood-soaked hand. “I don’t know what to do here. I’m supposed to be the cleanup man, you know, stashing bodies and stuff.” Another snarl ripped through him and he retreated by inches. “Sorry.”
Grey couldn’t stand being on his back in this situation anymore. Jason was a burly man, thickly muscled, but Grey could take him on his worst days. If Jason attacked him in that position with the injuries he had sustained though, he would be at a colossal disadvantage.
Move , Wolf howled.
He shifted slightly and the pain from his injuries burned like he’d been set on fire. At the faint scent of smoke, he glanced at the open flesh on his stomach, but he couldn’t find any. It was either his imagination or the silver knife wound on his back was still sizzling and charring his flesh. From the pain radiating through it, he wouldn’t be surprised.
Okay, like a Band-Aid then. He lunged upward until he was staggering on his feet, and Jason flew backward into a defensive stance. At least from this position, he had a freaking shot at surviving his rescuer.
“I’m hurt. But if you come at me, I’ll kill you, Jason. I’m at the end of what I can handle today.” He didn’t have time for battle right now, not with Morgan missing. He needed to plan and hunt. Bringing her back was the only thing that mattered, and this jackhole was standing in the way of his mission.
Jason stepped toward him, testing.
“Don’t test me.” Grey shook his head slowly as he bit out the words.
The corner of Jason’s lip curved up as he circled, and his eyes went completely vacant. Blood dripped from his hands as he tensed to attack.
The front door flew open, slamming against the wall with the force, and Jason hesitated.
“Get out,” Marissa yelled.
Jason looked at her with a dumbfounded expression, fists still clenched from the bloodlust. Marissa reared back and slapped him across the face and then pointed to the door again. “Get out,” she repeated, snarling deep in her throat.
Maybe Grey was hallucinating. Fragile, timid Marissa had just walloped Jason across the jaw and hard. The situation was almost funny. He’d probably laugh when he stopped swaying.
Jason turned on his heel and barged out the front door while Marissa turned slowly with her eyes downcast. She didn’t have to worry about getting into a lower position than Grey. He towered over her by a foot.
“I told the others to stay outside and head to the garage to start dealing with the bodies,” she whispered. “Dean won’t come in, but Wade needs to fix you up, and I don’t know how to get around that.”
The rhythmic patter of blood drops were hitting the already-soaked rug like the second hand of a clock, ticking off the time Grey had left.
“Lana, go back in the living room and watch TV,” she said as Lana poked her head around the corner to check on what was going on. “I swear I’ll stay with you and protect you from Wade,” Marissa promised.
Wolf snarled at the insinuation that he needed help.
“Do you want me to knock you out?” she asked.
After a second’s hesitation, he nodded curtly. “Probably best. Do it quick before Wolf changes my mind.”
Marissa stuck a needle in his arm before he even finished the last word, and then she stepped back quickly. “I’m going to take Lana out and come back for you. We need to get you guys to pack property. It isn’t safe here.”
He nodded and leaned against the back door as a heavy numbness spread up his arm.
“The bodies--”
“Jason will take care of
“It’s been a while since I Changed. I’m not the best one for this job, but I was closest. The others will be here shortly, but I didn’t want you bleeding out before they got here.” The growling resumed.
“I guess I should tell you I was stabbed in the back with silver also.”
“Shit,” Jason hissed, rubbing sweat from his forehead with the back of his blood-soaked hand. “I don’t know what to do here. I’m supposed to be the cleanup man, you know, stashing bodies and stuff.” Another snarl ripped through him and he retreated by inches. “Sorry.”
Grey couldn’t stand being on his back in this situation anymore. Jason was a burly man, thickly muscled, but Grey could take him on his worst days. If Jason attacked him in that position with the injuries he had sustained though, he would be at a colossal disadvantage.
Move , Wolf howled.
He shifted slightly and the pain from his injuries burned like he’d been set on fire. At the faint scent of smoke, he glanced at the open flesh on his stomach, but he couldn’t find any. It was either his imagination or the silver knife wound on his back was still sizzling and charring his flesh. From the pain radiating through it, he wouldn’t be surprised.
Okay, like a Band-Aid then. He lunged upward until he was staggering on his feet, and Jason flew backward into a defensive stance. At least from this position, he had a freaking shot at surviving his rescuer.
“I’m hurt. But if you come at me, I’ll kill you, Jason. I’m at the end of what I can handle today.” He didn’t have time for battle right now, not with Morgan missing. He needed to plan and hunt. Bringing her back was the only thing that mattered, and this jackhole was standing in the way of his mission.
Jason stepped toward him, testing.
“Don’t test me.” Grey shook his head slowly as he bit out the words.
The corner of Jason’s lip curved up as he circled, and his eyes went completely vacant. Blood dripped from his hands as he tensed to attack.
The front door flew open, slamming against the wall with the force, and Jason hesitated.
“Get out,” Marissa yelled.
Jason looked at her with a dumbfounded expression, fists still clenched from the bloodlust. Marissa reared back and slapped him across the face and then pointed to the door again. “Get out,” she repeated, snarling deep in her throat.
Maybe Grey was hallucinating. Fragile, timid Marissa had just walloped Jason across the jaw and hard. The situation was almost funny. He’d probably laugh when he stopped swaying.
Jason turned on his heel and barged out the front door while Marissa turned slowly with her eyes downcast. She didn’t have to worry about getting into a lower position than Grey. He towered over her by a foot.
“I told the others to stay outside and head to the garage to start dealing with the bodies,” she whispered. “Dean won’t come in, but Wade needs to fix you up, and I don’t know how to get around that.”
The rhythmic patter of blood drops were hitting the already-soaked rug like the second hand of a clock, ticking off the time Grey had left.
“Lana, go back in the living room and watch TV,” she said as Lana poked her head around the corner to check on what was going on. “I swear I’ll stay with you and protect you from Wade,” Marissa promised.
Wolf snarled at the insinuation that he needed help.
“Do you want me to knock you out?” she asked.
After a second’s hesitation, he nodded curtly. “Probably best. Do it quick before Wolf changes my mind.”
Marissa stuck a needle in his arm before he even finished the last word, and then she stepped back quickly. “I’m going to take Lana out and come back for you. We need to get you guys to pack property. It isn’t safe here.”
He nodded and leaned against the back door as a heavy numbness spread up his arm.
“The bodies--”
“Jason will take care of
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