My Salvation - Page 108

Cas felt something moving across her belly.

“Gaius…”

“I’m here.”

Moments later, she was lying across their forearms as they walked quickly toward the portal. Priest held her hand, walking backward.

“Zoe… shot?” she asked, looking around.

“I’m here, Cas. You can’t see me, but I’m walking just behind you with Nigel and Neil. I wasn’t shot. The bullets are with you. I’m safe,” she said, then broke into sobs. “I’m s-s-safe because of y-y-you.”

“Tired.”

“I know you are, hun, but you need to hang on a bit longer,” Heath said from the other side of Vesta. Both he and Luca’s hands were glowing as they walked.

When they emerged from the alley, Cas couldn’t help but smile. The ferals picked the wrong day to make an attempted kidnapping.

Warriors were standing over bodies everywhere she looked.

Yet, none of them had been felled by bullets.

One feral had iron bands wrapped around his body.

Another looked practically mummified in linen, with only his eyes visible.

Two had been impaled by crystal.

Three looked like they died from glass shrapnel.

“Gage? Where is he? If he were okay, he would have come for me,” Zoe asked, looking around frantically. “Where are my boys!”

“This way!” Darian said from beside the portal. “Gage has already been taken through. He went immediately into surgery. They’re waiting on Cas now. Meryn has the boys on Level One with Pip,” he explained. “Avery and Warrick are waiting to take you to the waiting room on Level Six, where the hospital is.”

He looked to Priest. “Your brothers will be right behind you,” he promised. “I’ll see to it your parents and Eion are brought to you.” He waved them on. “Now go.”

Cas closed her eyes at the portal’s bright golden light. When they passed through, it was comfortingly dark and cool.

“What do we have?” A female voice demanded.

“Two gunshot wounds and claw marks down her back,” Luca explained. “Shock has set in.”

“Place her on the gurney. On one, two, lift!”

Cas felt cool cotton on her cheek.

“I have to stay with her!” Priest yelled.

“You will do her more good here, out of the way, son,” a soft female voice said.

“Let them do their jobs, Priest. She’s in the best hands possible,” Vesta said.

“Love you,” she said, feeling weak.

“Gods, I love you too, baby! Fight! Do you hear me? Fight!”

She snorted. “That’s your…job.”

“She’s got a sense of humor. I like her already. Okay, people, let’s get this party started!”