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A light rain splattered on my face and a grumble of thunder rolled in the distance, pulling me back to the present. I lurched back
into an upright position, wincing at the pain in my back and in my head. Rowe had been firing lightning bolts at me only moments
ago. But now he was gone. All the naturi were gone.
 Where? I whispered in confusion, pushing back some hair that had fallen around my face.
 They left, Penelope answered as she hesitantly stepped closer.  When the wall of fire went up, they ran. I briefly wondered if
this new cautious attitude was the result of the havoc Danaus and I had created when we destroyed so many naturi near
Stonehenge.
 Should we follow? Danaus asked. The hunter extended one hand to me, offering to help me back to my feet. I hesitated only a
second, frowning at his hand. Before when he had pushed his powers into me, he needed to be touching me. But, much like
Jabari, Danaus had learned to do it without touching me. I didn t want to know how far away he d been at the time.
 No, I said, shaking my head as I regained my feet with his help. I had a feeling we had a new problem.  We need to find out
what happened to Hugo first.
TWENTY-TWO
P enelope and I stumbled across the clearing, weaving through the crumbling remains of the ruins until we reached the far eastern
edge of the Palace of Knossos. We could still sense the nightwalker s soul, but it was weak and thready. He wasn t going to last
much longer if he didn t receive help very soon. The rain had slowed to a light drizzle, more annoying than anything, as it added a
chill to the air we shouldn t have felt for a late summer evening.
Slipping in a patch of mud, I finally located Hugo lying under a couple of trees, covered in blood. I hadn t liked leaving him alone
to face the naturi, but I was short on help. I had hoped that his enormous size would add some menace to his figure and deter the
naturi without him needing to raise a sword or gun. Instead they had taken advantage of the fact that he was alone and
overwhelmed him.
I knelt beside the wounded nightwalker. His eyelids fluttered as he attempted to open his eyes. I hadn t made a noise in my
approach, but he could sense me. I laid a hand on his barrel chest and he flinched at my touch. There was a long cut on his throat
and another across his middle. Shallow cuts covered his arms and legs. His face was bruised, with his left eye nearly swollen shut.
Hugo was lucky they hadn t cut off his head or carved out his heart. They had left him to suffer as pints of blood slowly poured
from his body. He was losing blood too fast for his body to heal the wounds and hold in the blood.
Looking over my shoulder at Penelope, who was staring white-faced down at Hugo, I ordered her to fetch a car. We needed to
move the giant vampire. If we were going to be lucky enough to save him, we couldn t do it here.
 What should we do? Ryan inquired, taking Penelope s place behind me.
I gritted my teeth, catching a whiff of his blood on the slight breeze. It wouldn t help Hugo. Ryan wasn t a candidate for a
donation. Warlock blood didn t always go well with every nightwalker, and I didn t see Danaus allowing it even if Ryan agreed.
 Go gather up all the dead naturi, I said, putting my hand over the wound on Hugo s stomach in a desperate attempt to slow
some of the bleeding. He let out a low moan as I applied pressure, sending a fresh wave of pain through his body.  Put them in
one spot. I have to dispose of them before we leave.
I waited until the sound of Danaus s and Ryan s footsteps faded in the distance before turning my attention entirely back to Hugo.
His body was ice cold to the touch, and if I hadn t felt the actual presence of his soul in the large body before me, I would have
assumed he was dead.
I dipped into his mind and immediately got sucked into a swirling maelstrom of pain. Not that I could actually feel his pain. It came
through to me as black chaos that permeated every thought and memory. It was difficult to locate Hugo within the chaos, and it
didn t help that everything was coming through in German.
Can you tell me what happened? I asked, finally finding Hugo within the haze of pain and hunger.
Naturi& everywhere. There was a long pause and I could feel him pushing against the pain, fighting to focus his thoughts. I heard
something. Rocks shifting. I turned and they were beside me. Too many. Too close.
It s okay, I murmured in his head, wishing I could lend him some of my strength.
They came from& southwest& I thought they killed you before reaching me.
No. We didn t see them. I closed my eyes, trying to ignore the scent of his blood. It was everywhere, coating my hands, filling the
air with its oh-so-sweet smell. I was still achy and tired from our encounter with the naturi. I needed to feed myself, but it would
have to wait.
My mind drifted. I didn t know how I was going to save Hugo. We needed to get him some blood, lots of it. We would need to
keep pumping it into him until the wounds finally closed and he could hold it within his body. The wounds had to close before the
sun rose or the blood would drain out of him during the day and he wouldn t reawaken with the setting of the sun.
The sound of a car motor approaching the ruins jerked me from my thoughts. A quick check revealed that it was Penelope and [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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