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Chapter 621

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–”

voices around me as my mind spun and my vision blurred with black spots. I fell

Night Realm–”

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

“You’re in Breles, Xander.”

vision clearing enough to catch a glimpse of him

couldn’t hear his reply, but based on the look in his eyes, I was sure that I’d split

Oliver hissed as he was nudged hard in the ribs by none other than his mother, who was

sky fading into dawn. I was in

in a white coat soiled with blood. His eyes were narrowed on me,

looked down at my body. I gasped, then panicked,

face looked like, and maybe it was a good thing, because when Adrian let go of my arm

shredded. I’d been

said, giving me a weak smile. “It… it kept

How did I get

a long

look, and Oliver’s eyes dropped

the f**k is

voice from just outside

tones as she retreated out of sight.

portal is closed,” Oliver said flatly, his

“Lena–”

he held my gaze for a moment longer,

every word laced with annoyance. I hadn’t registered the Egoren warriors standing in the group until Adrian tilted his head toward the tent flap, and six men walked outside–guards. They had been here to

are still

healer, who turned his back to us and began rifling through a cart of supplies. “It’s

as the healer, who I hadn’t seen step toward me again, retreated a few steps, a syringe in his

Adrian growled,

for this,” the

I painfully turned my head

“For what? What–”

was rushing over my body, threatening to take me under. I fought against the

but before I succumbed to sedation, I reached

flowed beneath my gentle touch. I met nothing but

“No!”

Xander,” Rosalie said,

nothing but a strained, forced whisper. Through the numbness taking over my body, I could feel the anger roiling.

began to fade. I might have screamed. I

***

asked the healer, a different one from the man who’d done his best to sew the gaping hole in my

dark brown eyes, only shrugged at my inquiry. “This is

blood soaked bandages from my chest, revealing deep, jagged puncture wounds–bite marks, hundreds

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