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Phoenyx leaned over Dillon’s body, a single tear escaping his eye as it traveled down his face, dangling from his chin, before dropping into the small cut.
    The warrior rejoined the fight before Rainerio had a chance to thank him. Carefully, with strained control, he pulled Dillon from the table, holding him close to his heart as he looked around the room.
    His arms tightened around his mate as he watched the warriors slowly overtake the men who were out to kill his mate.
    Rainerio looked down at Dillon’s limp body. He looked so tiny, so fragile. Minutes had passed, but the coloring hadn’t returned to Dillon’s complexion. It was still ashen, blue.
    “Panahasi.” Rainerio’s voice boomed in the small room. His size had given his voice an unrealistic depth that rattled his own chest. “He isn’t healing.”
    The leader nodded as his superhuman reflexes countered every move his opponent was making. Panahasi took down the man in one fluid motion, using his blade to slice across the man’s exposed throat.
    “I’ll be back.”
    Rainerio watched as the leader threw his hand open and a portal appeared to his right. Before Panahasi could step through, Marino lunged for the counter, grabbing a needle and injecting himself.

    Rainerio’s mouth fell open as his jaw slightly unhinged, roaring at the man trying to grab the bag of Dillon’s blood from his hands.
    Rainerio kicked his large and powerful leg out, trying to keep Marino away from his mate, but the fucker sidestepped his efforts.
    Panahasi was across the room in a flash, struggling with Marino to keep him away from Dillon’s bag of blood. Whatever Marino had injected himself with seemed to make him stronger. The man became more aggressive, fighting with unbelievable strength as more warriors joined in to take him down.
    Rainerio wanted to set Dillon down and help, but he feared leaving his mate unattended even for a second. Panahasi charged toward Marino, tackling him as he threw punch after punch, inflicting damage but only gaining a small measure of leverage.
    Wayland and Deandre intercepted two of Marino’s men as they fought to keep them back. He saw one man levitate in the air before flying across the room and knew Einarr was the one fighting him.
    Donnchadh and Cadeym were fighting three men as Kobe and Takeo took down the two men that had attacked them.
    Panahasi roared, rolling from Marino as he got to his feet, kicking out before Marino got his footing and knocking the bastard into the portal the leader had open just moments ago. But before he fell through, Marino reached out and grabbed two vials from the counter.
    When the portal closed, swallowing Marino, Panahasi turned to the room. “Get home, now.”
    The leader grabbed the remaining vials and injection needles from the counter as he opened another portal and followed the warriors and Dillon.
    Rainerio set Dillon on Panahasi’s couch as he shouted at the room. “He’s not healing. What’s wrong?”
    Phoenyx stood there shaking his head slowly as he looked at Dillon’s slumped over body. “That’s never happened before.”
    Rainerio dropped to his knees, pulling Dillon to his chest. His size had returned to normal as he held his mate. Panahasi disappeared, reappearing seconds later with a disheveled-looking vampire next to him.
    Prince Christian, the only vampire who can convert anyone into a vampire themselves, crossed the room and shoved Rainerio out of his way. “It’s close. Even I may be too late.” Christian glanced at everyone before settling his eyes on Rainerio. “If I change him, he may hate you. Not everyone wants to live badly enough to endure being a vampire.”
    “Just do it!” Rainerio felt his entire body convulsing in rage. He didn’t care if Dillon hated him for the rest of his life, he would be alive.
    Christian nodded and then struck, exchanging life fluids with Dillon. His mate didn’t have much to give, but from Rainerio’s understanding, he didn’t need