Page 62 of Wicked Bite
“Doc, where is that needle?” Sav’s voice was strained, and the sound of groaning metal filled the air.
“Just a moment, my boy,” the doctor called back in a panic.
I stepped in front of the window and my blood turned cold. There on the table was a smaller vampire in the throes of feral hunger. Sav leaned over her body, holding down her arms while Jester lay across her legs. Sweat coated them both as doctors rushed around the room trying to gather what they needed to sedate her. I couldn’t see her face, but everything about her was familiar.
“Here this will help!” Another assistant ran to Sav’s side, wrapped a restraint around the girl’s wrist, and tried to fasten it to the metal table.
Sav’s eyes widened. “No, don’t!”
But it was too late. The woman went into a frenzy and threw Sav and the assistant into the wall. Sav dropped to the ground, dazed and holding his head. The assistant didn’t wake up. The second her arms were free, she grabbed Jester by the back of the neck and threw him into the ceiling. The crashing sound vibrated the room and made the lights flicker. Rocks and dust crashed to the floor with him. He didn’t move after he fell facedown. The woman sat up straight and my heart stopped in my chest.
“Piper?”
She was covered in dirt and blood. Her hair was in knots and the little white dress was in even worse shape. She tilted her head to the side and sucked in a deep breath through her nose. She leapt up on the table and stood there staring at me for only a second.
Holy shit. She’s alive. Shock flooded my body, and I didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t find the words to even describe the elation and terror I felt at the sight of this crazed little creature. She was deadly and wild, but not in a good way. I held my hand out toward her.
“Everything is okay. Calm down, Piper.”
Sav staggered to his feet, sucking in heaving breaths, and narrowed his eyes at me. “Bloody CALM DOWN. You never say that to a woman. What the fuck are you thinking?”
“Shut it,” I muttered and didn’t break eye contact with Piper.
“Piper, I know you’re confused.”
She sniffed the air once more and leaned toward me. Her tongue darted over her lips and a low growl rumbled in her chest. She leapt off the table and dove right at me. Her body hit me like a freight train, and I slammed into the wall behind me. Piper’s fingers dug into my shoulders, and I felt the material of my shirt rip from her little claws as they punctured my skin. Her mouth pressed to my neck and her little fangs pierced my skin. With the first sucking pull of my blood, pleasure and pain mixed in my body.
“Holy shit! Grayson!” Sav screamed from behind her. “Doc, needle! Now!”
The older doctor fumbled with the syringe as he handed it to Sav. He took it and ran toward us. But she’d gotten her little fangs in me, and I was paralyzed to her whims. Another pulling suck from my blood, and it was all pleasure this time. I groaned and she pressed into me.
She dislodged her fangs from my neck and for a bare second, her eyes cleared. She looked at me, then down at herself. Confusion riddled her face. “Grayson?”
Sav ran up behind her and stabbed her in the neck with the syringe. When he pressed the plunger, her eyes turned back to that feral beast. She turned toward him and leapt forward, screaming. I caught her around the waist and pulled her back before she took his eyes out. Her body went limp in my arms, and I held her there for a moment. Just staring at her. She was alive. She was here. And she was completely insane.
Sav dropped the syringe on the ground and swiped his hand over his forehead. “Surprise, mate.”
I scooped her up into my arms and carried her into the exam room. Her head fell limp over my arm and her hair dragged on the floor with each step I took. I gently placed her on the table and glared at Sav on the other side. “Surprise? That’s all you’ve got to say for yourself? Surprise!? You could’ve rang me to at least let me know about her.”
“I didn’t know if we would bloody well make it. The entire team is injured because of her. I might’ve had to put her down.” I flinched at the thought. Put her down. “And you’ve been walking around here like a sad sack for about as long as I could stomach. I’m not a saint.”
He marched to the drawer and pulled four metal cuffs from it. Each of them was an inch thick and three inches wide. They would react to the system of magnets we had installed under the table. He threw two of them at me.
I snapped one around her wrist and her arm instantly snapped down to her side on the table. Then I did the same to her ankle. “Sad sack indeed.”
He didn’t say anything else. He just fastened the other side of her body with the cuffs. I pointed to Jester on the floor and the two lab assistants knocked out. “Let’s get them some attention.”
“Right away.” Doctor Stanbourn hurried over to the phone hanging on the wall. He snatched it up and hit the buttons in quick succession.
I stopped listening when he started murmuring. “What the hell is this, Sav? What happened? HOW could this happen? We waited . . . for days.”
“I don’t know.” He pressed his lips together just as more vampires ran into the room.
It was like watching a medical show. They all hovered around Jester and the assistant. A team of them came in with a gurney to scoop up Jester. A younger doctor with blue eyes and long blonde hair pulled into a ponytail hovered over him, checking his vital signs. If he’d been a made-vampire, he’d wouldn’t have any.
“Is he dead?”
She shook her head. “Not yet.”
