A Cursed Embrace (WG 2) (17 page)

“Please, baby. They’re only trying to help you . . . and so am I.” My face rubbed against his as I continued to whisper low enough so only he could hear. “I want to take you home with me. Let’s get through this so we can make that happen.” Aric’s furry head fell against my shoulder and he licked the side of my neck. In that simple gesture, he’d promised to behave. I smiled against him before clearing my throat and addressing the
weres
. “It’s okay. You can release him.” No one moved. Not even Koda. I wanted to bang my head against the board. “Look, I managed to assure his beast for the moment. I can’t guarantee what will happen if you don’t let go.” The
weres
exchanged glances. At Koda’s nod they slipped off one by one. I motioned to the werebear, but the moment he adjusted his grip on the handle, Aric let out a warning growl. “Aric, please. Someone needs to remove the hook.”

The werebear examined Aric’s back as Aric quieted. “Aric’s
change
dug the barbs deeper into the flesh of his beast.” Around us, the crowd groaned, but silenced when the werebear held up his hand. “It might be a good thing.” He addressed me. “See if you can get him to
change
back. It’ll hurt like a mother, but as the muscles revert, it should loosen the holes and be easier to pull out. Go on, now,” he said when he caught my “Are you out of your goddamn mind?” expression.

I didn’t want Aric to hurt. He probably only managed to stand because his wolf’s strength surpassed his. Yet soon even the power of his beast wouldn’t be enough. The curse poisoning his blood would bring him down as it found its way to his heart.

I adjusted my body so I could pull his fuzzy ear toward me. “I know you’re scared, Aric. And I know you’re in a great deal of pain. I also know you don’t want to hurt me. But I’ll be honest. It’s killing me to see you like this.” I swallowed hard to choke back the aching truth of my words. “So please,
change
back so the pain can stop for us both.”

Even through his fur, I could feel the rising fever. At first, I thought he wouldn’t listen, but then he
changed
, collapsing at once when his human form crashed onto the particleboard. I landed hard on my butt. Yet Aric’s horrid howls had me throwing myself on top of him when the werebear yanked at the hook.

Aric panted and grunted against my shoulder as the
were
twisted and pulled. I kissed his lips, his eyes, his cheeks, all the while reassuring him it would soon be over. After what felt like a lifetime, droplets of blood sprayed my hair. Aric released one last growl of torment and dropped his head. I barely kept his jaw from smacking against the wood. We both gasped for breath—Aric from the torture session and me from the stress. I rose slowly, keeping my hand over his uninjured shoulder, while attempting to wrangle in my beast.

My tigress wanted to punch the werebear in the head for causing Aric so much agony. Fortunately my human side stayed reasonable.

“Get me out of here,”
Aric rumbled.

Gemini had arrived donning only a pair of slacks. His wolf leapt onto his back and disappeared, merging with the man once more. He and Koda slipped Aric’s arms over their shoulders while I tucked the blanket around his waist. The moment I finished, the wolves began to lead him toward Koda’s SUV.

Aric stopped short. “Where’s Celia?” he choked.

A film of white clouded his eyes. He couldn’t see me. And as the gold made a mess of his circulatory system, he couldn’t scent me, either. “I’m here, Aric. I’m not leaving you.”

I ignored the
weres
watching me. Whether they liked me or not remained of little importance. So long as Aric needed me, I would stay with him.

C
HAPTER 13

I briefly recalled hearing the sound
of a key fob and the trunk of a nearby car pop, as we reached Koda’s Yukon. The werebear appeared with a giant container of sea salt in his hands. He shook the container over Aric’s body like he was seasoning meat. Aric threw back his head and snarled, clenching his jaw tight enough to stretch the cords of his neck.

I smacked the container out of the werebear’s hands. The salt particles flew out in a stream of white and the cardboard container bounced twice on the asphalt before rolling beneath a nearby car. “What the
hell
are you doing?”

The werebear regarded me like
I
was the sadist. “Keeping his wounds open.”

“I can see that, asshole—”

Gemini leaned into my ear. “Now that the hook has been removed, Aric’s wolf is trying to seal his wounds. They need to stay open to draw out the gold poisoning his system. Otherwise it will take longer for the body to excrete it.”

Heat flooded into my cheeks. “Oh.”

If I hadn’t felt foolish enough, the werecheetah made sure to dig the Dagger of Shame a little deeper. She smirked. “But how could you know our ways, sweetheart? You’re not one of us.”

“Back off, Jennifer,” Koda snapped.

The werebear retrieved the container from beneath the car and doused Aric with more salt. I placed my hands over one of his, cringing as the salt sizzled and bubbled against his flesh. The edges of his skin that had started to seal closed ripped open with a loud tear. It was all I could do to stay vertical. I’d seen a great deal of suffering. But never like this. And never involving Aric.

The
were
didn’t stop until he emptied the entire container. He gave him the once-over and nodded. “Okay. I think we’re good.”

Thank you, Jesus.

I hurried into the backseat of Koda’s SUV, wanting to be close to Aric, and knowing he was in no condition to sit up. The wolves laid him so his head rested on my lap. I cradled one arm across his chest while the fingers of my opposite hand stroked his hair gently.

“Hold on to him as I drive,” Koda instructed.

I nodded, and pulled Aric closer. He didn’t complain, and nuzzled against me. Gemini tossed the keys of his Infiniti to another wolf and slipped into the front passenger seat. Koda drove off, his speed fast yet showing care around the bumps and curves. “We’ll get you back to the Den.”

“No.”
Aric cleared his throat. “They won’t let Celia in. I want her with me. She’s a nurse. She can take care of me.” He tilted his head up. The film around his eyes swirled like moving clouds. “Is that all right with you?”

I brushed his saturated hair away from his hot brow. “You know it is.” He squeezed my hand. I couldn’t help noticing the weakness of his grip. God, his condition terrified me. I borrowed Koda’s phone and rang my sisters, telling Shayna everything I’d need to care for Aric—bandages, towels, antiseptic—

“Salt,” Koda interrupted.

He had to be kidding. “Excuse me?”

Koda’s grasp tightened on the steering wheel. “Salt water will continue to keep the wounds open, but will also help irrigate the gold’s impurities. If done right, Aric should be functioning by tomorrow.”

I chewed on my bottom lip. “Then let’s hope I do it right.”

Gemini gave me a quiet smile. “We’ll talk you through it,” he promised.

I disconnected with my sisters and caressed Aric’s arm as he shivered. “Can you tell us what happened, Aric?”

Aric coughed, his throat obviously dry from the fever. “I was on my way to meet you when I saw an ambulance and an EMT truck driving toward me in the opposite lane. The windows were down. I caught the scent of the vampires as they passed.”

Koda’s storm-dark gaze narrowed in the rearview mirror. “What the hell were vamps doing in service vehicles?”

“Hunting.” Aric cleared his throat again. Talking seemed to be getting harder. “They were dressed as EMTs. I turned around and tried to follow them but initially lost them. I finally caught their scent and tracked them into the development. That’s when I heard the girl scream.”

Gemini turned around, his almond eyes sharp. “What girl?”

“A young teen. She and her date appeared to have pulled into the development looking for privacy.” Aric sighed and swallowed several times. “There were four vampires, draining the male from the vessels of his wrists, neck, and groin. The girl sat huddled in the car, screaming.”

“Shit,” Koda growled.

I never thought I’d miss the days when only infected vampires lurked the streets of Tahoe. “They were healthy vampires, weren’t they?”

Gemini nodded when it appeared Aric drifted off. “The bite marks were sealed, just like the bodies of the men inside the mill. The amount of blood they took suggested they’d gone long without feeding.” He rubbed his goatee, his dark eyes registering something he’d miss. “And if they overindulged to the point of draining a human, they probably expected more time would pass until their next feed.”

Koda let out a string of swearwords. “Those goddamn leeches are in league with the demons.”

Yup. I’d figured as much.
I smoothed back Aric’s hair, slicking my palm with his sweat. I knew what I had to say would piss off the wolves, but I also realized it wouldn’t be right to ignore Koda’s suspicions. “There may be a vampire-demon party, but no way is Misha or his family involved.”

Koda’s jaw snapped as he clenched it. I thought my defense of Misha had angered him, and that I’d have to argue his innocence.

His comment threw me for a loop. “You’re right. That asshole is definitely not involved. He isn’t stupid enough to risk aligning with dark beings, especially now that he risks his soul.”

My spine ached from my rising tension. Evil flat-out sucked eggs. “So another master—one without a soul—summoned the demons?”

“I’m not sure it’s that simple, Celia.”

I rubbed my eyes as my brain thudded hard against my skull. “Believe me, Gem, I’m not suggesting any of this is easy.”

Gemini turned to face me once more. “What I mean is the vampires who attacked Aric may not have a master. If they’re left over from the dismantled clans, and masters in their own right, collectively, they could be strong enough to resist Misha’s pull.” He thought about it. “But given Misha’s power, any resistance would be temporary. And the longer they defy him, the more they risk destruction at his hands.”

I crinkled my brow and grimaced; even that small effort hurt. “Are you suggesting those vampires are . . . homeless? I’ve never heard of that.”

Koda shrugged. “Like Gem says, their true master usually kills them for trying to run or sends us after them. Otherwise there’s no one to keep them in line while they’re out on their own.”

Gem stroked his jaw. “I wonder if it’s possible for the demon lords Dan spoke of to take the role of a vampire’s master.”

Koda’s head jerked in his direction. “It could explain the vamps’ actions.”

“And also the attack on Emme and Liam,” I added quietly. Aric groaned beneath me. I brushed his hair again, wanting so badly to kiss him.

Gemini adjusted his position. The growing tension between the wolves thickened the air. “If our theory is correct, and a demon lord does exist, he could be sending the vampires to hunt for his food.”

Aric shook beneath me, this time from the growl that formed deep within his core. “I should have been there tonight to protect you . . . and every night before this.”

My shoulders slumped. Aric resembled nothing short of death on wheat toast and still he wanted to account for my safety. That was my wolf, protector of all. I leaned close to his ear. “No worries, baby. I managed to kick a little ass without you.” I kissed his lobe. “I’m more concerned about you and your wounds.” My fingers skimmed the length of his arm before I righted myself and stared out the window. The smell of the cursed gold hit my nose with every breath and fueled my urgency to reach the safety of my home. But then a disturbing thought occurred to me. “Aric . . . what happened to the young girl?”

Aric stirred, keeping his lids shut. “One of the vamps was armed with gold bullets. He shot me the moment I charged. When he realized what I was, he shot me a few more times. The vamp in the EMT truck hauled the girl out of the car and drove off with her while the others tried to immobilize me. I told the first
weres
who arrived. Hopefully they’ll reach her in time.”

We drove in silence for several long seconds. I supposed everyone needed time to come to terms with the not-so-fun parts of the night. No one said it, but we all realized the
weres
wouldn’t find the girl in time. Especially if the demon lord was hungry . . . or seeking to breed. Koda accelerated as we reached the long, straight stretch of 89. “What was up with that damn gold hook?”

“There were two welded into the side wall of the ambulance. They tried to fasten me to them.” Aric paused. “I didn’t let them.”

The acid in my stomach rose to volcanic proportions. “The gold hooks anchored inside the ambulance . . . the vampires wouldn’t have needed them for a human.”

Gemini clenched his fist against his leg. “No. They were probably prepared to catch a
were
. Our blood regenerates faster. Four vamps could feed on a
were
for several weeks—months even if they provided the
were
proper nourishment. All they would have to do is clean out the gold from his system and tranquilize him to keep him subdued.”

My mind latched onto the dead raccoon on my doorstep. “Is it possible the wereraccoon was a victim of a botched hunt?”

Gemini leaned back in the seat. “Perhaps. But it still doesn’t explain why he exploded. Or what he was doing following you.”

No. It didn’t. Good Lord, what a night. I leaned over Aric, protecting him with my body as growing anger tightened my chest. He could have been food. My hand clutched his. But then his stomach lurched.

“Koda, pull over!”

Koda veered to the side of the road. I pushed open the door and hauled Aric over my lap. I wanted to rub his back, but not enough skin remained. The salt had expanded the bullet wounds into gaping craters. The sight would have sickened most. Yet it only made me feel deep sadness, mostly because I hadn’t been there to save Aric like he had saved me.

I wiped my tears with the back of my hands. Thankfully, Gemini and Koda gave me the courtesy of turning away. Aric gulped deep breaths of air, but nothing happened. “I’m all right,” he said after a few moments.