I had been too stunned by the fire portal to notice the limp teen in his arms.
Justice.
“What happened?” Grant demands.
“He was being attacked by Rip and another vampire. Please, just help him!”
My stomach twists. Rip was here?
Three more shifters run toward us immediately taking their human form. Rowen skids to a stop when he sees Justice. “Is that… Oh, fuck!”
Grant leans over the teen, and when he speaks, his voice is full of authority. “Shift.”
Nothing happens.
Grant tries again. “Justice, I need you to shift so you can heal. Can you do that?”
When he still doesn’t respond, Grant curses. “Take him to Red.”
Rowen scoops him up and runs off.
While they go inside, I stay with Jericho, my mind still racing. I point to the empty air behind him. “What the fuck was that? How the hell did you walk through fire?”
Jericho leans forward, bracing his hands on the cold ground. For the first time, I reallyseehim. His hair and clothes are a mess, even ripped in a few places, and he has blood all over his face and neck.
“Jesus. Are you hurt?” I ask, crouching in front of him.
He makes a sound I can’t decipher.
“Answer me, Jer! Is that blood yours?”
When he finally snaps his eyes up, I almost cringe back. They’re colder and more distant than I’ve ever seen.
“Stay away,” he says, his voice clipped.
I don’t move, unsure of how much control Jericho has. “Okay,” I whisper.
After a moment, he climbs to his feet and heads toward the house. I wait a few moments before following.
Inside is absolute chaos. Forest is yelling at someone on the phone, Jasmine and Evelyn are in the kitchen doing God knows what, Rowen and Ivy are standing off to the side, Ivy’s face covered in her hands as she cries.
“Jericho! Get in here!” I hear Red yell.
I walk down the hall toward the medic room.
“He’s transitioning?” I hear Sage ask a few seconds before I reach the door.
“Yes, but shifters rarely survive a transition,” Red replies.
Someone curses.
Anger burns in me. The vamps must have injected their venom.
“What do you need me to do?” Jericho asks.
“It’s too late to suck the venom out, so he needs your blood to complete the process.”
“Will he survive?”
