“Fee…” Uri stood a couple of meters away, whole and glorious, shining with an inner light that slowly seeped back into his skin.
“You’re alive.” A sob pinched my throat, and then I was on my feet and running toward him.
He swept me up into his arms and squeezed me tight. I let him for a moment, and then I pulled back, grabbed his face, and peppered it with kisses.
His chuckle warmed my heart and brought fresh tears to my eyes, this time, ones of relief.
“I thought I lost you.”
“He sent me back,” Uri said.
I pulled back. “The divine?”
“Yes.”
“Looks like I owe him.”
“He said he owed you.”
I pressed my forehead to his jaw. “Thank you. Thank you so fucking much.”
“Fee!”
Cora? Uri released me as Cora came striding into the clearing.
“Motherfucker, look at this mess,” she said.
Super vamp body parts littered the clearing, and my Loup stood about, naked and bloody. I spotted the Magiguard huddled in a corner, and then there was another flash of blinding light as a tear opened up in the world. Ursula led the charge of Magiguard, coming in hot.
Ponytail ran up to her to give her the lowdown, no doubt.
“Great timing,” Jasper said coolly, appearing by Cora’s side.
Grayson joined me. He was naked, but he didn’t give a shit, and neither did I. It was the nature of the Loup to be untethered and free.
Cora’s gaze flicked to Grayson’s crotch then back up, eyes round. Fucking hell, even at a time like this, she could make me smile.
“Looks like you didn’t need us after all,” she said.
Us? My gaze slipped over her shoulder, and I saw him, Hunter, his hand around a scrawny human’s wrists. His dark eyes locked with mine, and he smiled, smug and cocky.
“Took your sweet time, didn’t you?” And then he promptly collapsed.
Chapter Thirty-Seven
“What’s wrong with him?” Grayson asked Petra.
“Is it the serum?” Cora asked. “I made the scientist give him an antidote, but the serum was never designed for Loup. It’s for vamps.” Her gaze flicked my way. “Hunter knew that it could kill him, but he took it anyway. He knew it was the only way to help you guys. Juice up and get me to the ward symbol.”
She saidyou guys, but she meant me. He’d done it for me. My throat pinched. He’d risked his life for me…again.
“Is it the serum?” Grayson asked Petra.
Petra shook her head. “The man you brought with you took samples of Hunter’s blood. It’s clean. The issue isn’t biological, it’s mystical.”
“The Tribus…” Grayson exhaled heavily.
“Maybe the stress he placed on his body kick-started his decline, or maybe he would have declined anyway; the fact is, now that it’s begun, he will continue to weaken and eventually pass on, unless…” She slid a glance my way. “The decision is yours.”