“Careful,” Ambrose ordered as we hurried through the trees toward the house. “Beau?”
“Nothing,” Beau replied.
“Clear here,” Chance added.
They were spread out around us as we moved through the trees, security for those of us unable to fight.
“Good back here too,” Lucy said from somewhere behind us.
“Stay close,” Erik ordered.
“Nah, I thought I’d hang back a little bit,” she mumbled to herself.
The driveway and yard were littered with bodies, but the Vampires around me didn’t hesitate as they walked past the men on the ground. We converged on a large SUV, and Daniel waitedas Beau and Chance tossed everything out of the trunk before climbing in, holding me in his lap. Pop crawled in beside us. Then Thunder.
“I didn’t know he could move like that,” Daniel said as his family piled into the front.
“He’s got hidden depths,” I replied groggily as Thunder laid his head tiredly on Pop’s hip.
“Never see him comin’,” Pop added proudly. He twined his fingers with mine and squeezed, holding them tightly.
“You know, they can slow down,” I mumbled. Daniel’s body swayed, and me with it, as we flew around a corner. “This shit may hurt, but it’s not like it’ll kill me.”
I closed my eyes, pressing my forehead against the pulse beating in my mate’s neck. “I’ll be fine. I can handle anything for a while.”
“Let’s not take any chances,” Daniel replied gruffly.
I shrugged and was surprised to find that my shoulder didn’t hurt nearly as much as it had. That had to be a good thing. Maybe my body was already healing itself. I’d heard of Vampires and their mates healing faster than humans.
I drifted in and out of consciousness as we raced toward the Boucher property.
“How bad is it?” Daniel asked my pop when they thought I was passed out.
“Not good,” Pop breathed, his thumb smoothing over the back of my palm. “Do you think someone would go get my chair from the house?”
“Of course,” Daniel replied sympathetically.
Then the road changed, and I lifted my head a little as we pulled onto gravel.
“Almost there, baby,” Daniel said.
I hadn’t realized that he’d been tenderly bracing my bad arm until he shifted, and white-hot pain shot down from my shoulder.
The Bouchers swarmed out of the SUV the moment it stopped. The inside lit up as the liftgate in the back opened to reveal Chance standing there.
“Let’s not make this weird,” he said briskly, reaching for Pop.
“Fuck,” Pop groaned as Chance lifted him out of the SUV.
Thunder followed them.
“Now, us,” Daniel said, scooting forward until he could drop his feet to the ground. When he stood, Beau and Reese were there, waiting to see if we needed any help.
“Dalton made it,” Beau announced as we moved toward the front door. “Alice is working on the boy now.”
“She needs to hurry,” Daniel replied as we entered the house.
He was limping. I opened my mouth to ask what was wrong with his leg but got distracted by the view.
