I rubbed my eyes and felt my forehead to see if I was feverish. But my face was cool to the touch. Maybe I’m drugged. What else could explain the things I was hearing?
Nikolas drew a long lethal sword and faced them with no trace of fear on his face. In that instant I knew that no matter what happened, he would not desert me. For whatever reason he had risked his own life for mine and live or die, we were in this together.You can’t take us both and save her, taunted Eli. She will die and your efforts will be for naught.
The ghost of a smile passed over Nikolas’s face. Then I will have to settle for killing only you.If Eli reacted to that statement, I did not see it. But I thought I detected a small quiver in his voice when he said, Bold words for one outnumbered.Before Nikolas could reply a new voice cut through the tension in the alley. "Sara? called Roland, followed by Peter shouting, Sara, where are you? My heart constricted and I had to bite my lip to keep me from calling out to them. I couldn’t drag them into this and watch them die beside me.
Eli’s head jerked a little and Joel’s eyes darted from Nikolas to the alley entrance.Nikolas laughed harshly. Do you smell that my friends? I believe the odds just changed.
I shot him a horrified look. Was he planning to use Roland and Peter as decoys to draw the vampires away from us? I would rather die than watch my friends get hurt because of me.
Come Brother, there are sweeter meals to be had, Joel said, not taking his eyes off Nikolas.My friend already has, I assured him. I didn’t have time to stick around, though, so I gave him a nod and rushed down the stairs after Caleb and Harper.
The entire drive to the hospital I made my friend recite recipes to keep her awake. When we got there and handed her over to the nurses, it took everything within me to hold it together.Harper Lee Smith was my only true family and I had let her down. If I had just kept on at her about Vince—damn the consequences—there was a huge possibility we wouldn’t be at a hospital and Caleb wouldn’t have my friend’s blood on his T-shirt.
The wait to hear how Harper was doing was excruciating. I just wanted to be by her side. Images of her before she met Vince, of her laughing, full of attitude, filled my head and I was terrified that those images would remain memories, that after all she’d been through this horrible end to a bad relationship would be the thing that broke her.I clung to hope that if Harper was tough enough to make it out of her past, she was strong enough to eventually realize that what happened tonight had not been her fault.