Chapter 621

CHAPTER 121 : THE MARK IS GONE

*Xander*

“Xander!”

I swung wildly into the dark, my clenched fist meeting with the side of someone’s jaw. My knuckles cracked against bone, my skin splitting with the impact. I roared with fury, fear, and pain.

I couldn’t see anything. Why couldn’t I see anything? Someone was holding me down, voices erupting nearby, all around.

“Sedate him–”

“Stick him with that needle, and it’ll be the last thing you ever do!”

Adrian’s voice rang through my ears, and I gasped, bucking against whoever or whatever was holding me down.

“I can’t see,” I rasped, whipping my head from side to side, “Adrian!”

“I’m here, Alpha.” I felt Adrian’s grip on my forearm and momentarily relaxed before reality rushed back to me, taking my breath away.

I thrashed against what felt like several people holding me down, the voices surrounding me now shouting in desperation to be heard.

“Xander, listen to me–”

“Where is Lena? Where–where am I?” I cut Adrian off, unable to hide the panic in my voice.

I felt a gentle touch against my cheek, someone with soft, feminine hands. For a moment I thought it was Lena, my heart skipping a beat and then breaking as someone else’s scent hit me.

“Take a breath,” Rosalie whispered, and I did, my body surrendering to her words while my mind fought against them. She reached to the back of my head and fumbled in my hair for a moment, then I felt fabric slide loose and graze my cheekbones as light flooded my eyelids.

I blinked frantically to adjust to the bright light overhead, some kind of lamp shining directly in my face.

My eyes began to adjust to the light as several shadowed figures hovered over me, their faces blurred and distorted.

“Are you going to freak out if we let you go?” Rosalie asked lightly, her voice warm and motherly as she gently tucked a lock of my hair behind my ear.

I shook my head, or attempted to, the act sending a ripple of searing pain down my spine. I felt everyone holding me down ease up on their grip, and I shot straight upward in a seated position, screaming in agony.

“Damnit–his sutures!”

“Xander, lay back down!”

“Xander, listen to me–”

and my vision blurred with black spots. I fell back again,

Realm–” I

me as though I was a sleepy child, her touch the only

“You’re in Breles, Xander.”

into the light, my vision clearing enough to catch a glimpse of him standing behind several unfamiliar people. He was pressing an ice pack to his

I punch you?” I asked stupidly. My ears began to ring violently, and I couldn’t hear his reply, but based on the look in his eyes, I

other than his mother, who was hovering next to him, pale as

the shredded canvas ceiling. I could see the stars above me, the sky fading into dawn. I

man dressed in a white coat soiled with blood. His eyes were narrowed on me, but not in a menacing

gasped, then panicked, and hands came flying to hold

Gauze covered my legs, soaked with blood. My chest was bare and wrapped in criss-crossed bandages. I didn’t know what my face looked like, and maybe it was a good thing, because when Adrian let go of my arm again I reached up to touch my cheek, then my

been shredded. I’d

doses of my blood,” Rosalie said, giving me a weak smile.

How did I get

long story,” Oliver

shot him a careful look, and

f**k

voice

she retreated out of sight. Through the ringing in

said flatly,

“Lena–”

as he held my gaze for a moment longer, then he walked away, pushing through the crowd of people who were gathered around the

shoulder; his face turned to watch Oliver go. Everyone was silent for a moment before the healer cleared his throat. “I really need to continue patching him up,” he said, every word laced with annoyance. I hadn’t registered the Egoren warriors standing in

vampires are still

healer, who turned his back to us and began rifling through a cart of supplies. “It’s nearly morning. It won’t be much longer until

hadn’t seen step toward me again, retreated

you–” Adrian growled, nearly foaming

can’t be awake for this,” the

as I painfully turned my head to

“For what? What–”

me under. I fought against the darkness creeping into my mind, the numbness making it hard to

before I succumbed to sedation, I reached up to touch Lena’s mark

my gentle touch. I met nothing but open flesh, and

“No!”

eyes, Xander,” Rosalie said, her voice trembling

taking over my body, I could feel the anger roiling. Her

above me began to fade. I might have screamed. I might have roared like the wolf struggling to gain control inside

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different one from the man who’d done his best to sew the gaping hole in my shoulder together only

inquiry. “This is war. There is no schedule,” she replied tersely, motioning for me to relax

need to speak to him,” I said through gritted teeth as she pulled the blood soaked

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