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My knees buckle, hitting the ground hard.

“Fuck,” Ryker croaks.

Tears fill my eyes as they both rush towards me, their hands cupping my cheeks. “Fuck, we need to take her to the hospital,” Jace curses.

I nod my head weakly. My body feels like it’s shutting down, but I can’t tell them that. My vision blurs, I’m vaguely aware of one of them wrapping their arms around my body, lifting me off the ground.

“You hold on, pet,” Ryker says above me. I rest my head against his chest, listening to that sweet heartbeat of his. “Jace,” his voice croaks.

“Don’t say it!” Jace growls.

My eyes drift close, darkness taking over my body.

At least I saved them.

35

“Is she okay?” Dimitri asks over the phone.

We barely got her to the hospital in time. The hours she was in surgery were the worst time of my life. I thought every nurse that passed Ryker was going to get throttled for not knowing anything about Blake.

“They’re keeping an eye on her for the next twenty-four hours.” I glance over at Ryker and Blake lying in the hospital bed.

“And who was it that attacked her again?” he asks.

“No one important.” Luna is someone I never should have brought Blake to in the first place. I knew she had some crush on me, but I had no idea she was obsessed.

“We’ll be there tomorrow—”

“There’s no need,” I cut Dimitri off.

“Excuse me?”

“She gets released either tomorrow or the next day, and we’re bringing her home.” The word home feels like acid on my tongue. Her home is with Ryker and me, not trapped inside that house looking over her shoulder.

“That works, Gabriel and her mother will be happy to see her home.” Dimitri chuckles. I resist the urge to question him if he’ll be happy but stop myself. I don’t plan on leaving her in that house, not by herself.

“Okay, I’ll let you know when we leave,” I tell him.

“I’ll text you a location. A private jet will be there.”

“Fine,” I mutter before hanging up the phone.

My eyes skim over Blake in the bed, one of her eyes swollen shut, her lip split open, and her nose in a cast. I swallow hard as I look at her wrists that are covered in bandages because she ripped the zip ties off for us.

“Get over here,” Ryker mumbles. Looking at him, I can only see his eyes because of his mask. “She needs you too.”

I don’t tell him that’s debatable. I’m the reason she’s in here. If I hadn’t picked the phone up, fallen for Luna's trap, Blake wouldn’t be in the hospital bed, with cuts and broken ribs again. Broken ribs that collapsed her lung.

“Please,” Ryker whispers.

Swallowing my fear, I slip into the bed that barely fits one person let alone three. Burying my face into her neck and hair, I take a deep breath. Blake presses her ass against my crotch as her hand reaches behind for me.

“I’m here, Sunshine,” I whisper, interlocking our pinkies.

Blake squeezes my pinkie and I breathe a sigh of relief. She might not blame me, but I sure as hell do. She’ll just never know about it.

I wake up to Ryker and Jace snoring on each ear. While I’m glad they're alive to snore, I roll my eyes, annoyed with noise.

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