Chapter 112
Cassie
“I hope you have a bloody plan Cassie.” Ian grunted as he pulled and yanked Julian’s unconscious body along the stone floor. I shuffled along with them. My hand pressed on his stab wound so tightly that blood bubbled up through my fingers and spilt over my hands and wrists.
“My plan is for him not to die.” I snapped back “I need to dress his wound otherwise he’s going to bleed out.”
Ian’s eyes narrowed. “When we get into the corridor and I have everything closed up then you can. But you have a few minutes at most because I’m sure someone will have heard us. Fuck Cassie.” Pulling and pushing he shoved our king into the small gap before stepping back and ushering me forward. “I hope you know what you are doing because this is going to cost us.”
Crawling on my hands and knees I paused long enough to look at him over my shoulder. “I won’t let him die. If he does I’ll kill him.”
Ian chuckled with a shake of his head. “Well get that wound sorted. I’ll stand guard. If anyone comes in you leave us and run for those babies ok. You get them and hide. I’ll hold them off and come and get you when I can.”
Fingers of fear crawled up my neck. Making the hairs stand on end. “And if you die?”
He shrugged. “Then it will be up to you to get yourself out. And you will. You’re a survivor Cassie and a warrior. Follow your instincts. Now get to work. Just enough that we can move him. You can do your magic shit when we are somewhere safer.” He went back to crouching, bouncing on the balls of his feet as he blocked the view of the door.
I looked at him for a second. Ian was a good man. We were lucky to have someone so devoted to us. Shaking my head I turned back to Julian I stared at his ashen face and froze.
He was dying. I had seen enough people die in the hospitals I had worked in to recognise the signs.
Blood coated him from shoulder to feet and the bleeding didn’t seem to be slowing down. I had minutes to get it under control otherwise I would lose him forever. I was a doctor. One of the best in the country and I knew exactly what to do , I just didn’t have any of the apparatus to do it.
Pursing my lips I blew out a breath that made my hair float up around my face. I would just have to make do with what I had. Grunting I tore my jumper upwards, struggling to untangle my arms from it I wadded it up in my hands I pushed it against the bleeding. Forcing it into the wound slightly.
It would help but I already knew it wasn’t going to be enough. It was like trying to hold back a tsunami with a sand bag.
Ian was right. He needed to shift. His wolf was strong and would fight to keep him alive. Only Julian was too weak to force the shift.
No, I shook my head. Julian was not weak. He just didn’t know his strength yet but it was in there. I could feel it. That little spark that told him never to give up.
“Move it Cassie.” Ian hissed. “What are you doing just sitting there?”
I ignored him because honestly I didn’t know what I was doing. I didn’t have a thought or a plan but somehow I knew what I needed to do.
Bending down over Julian’s face , I brushed his hair away from his face so I could bring my lips to his ear.
“Now is not the time for a make out session Cassie. Escape and live now, kissy kissy later.”
“Be quiet.” I snapped at him before lowering my voice to a whisper that was for my mates ears only. “I know you can hear me.” I whispered. “You know me.” I screwed my eyes up and waited. I didn’t know what I was waiting for though.
Only that I would know when it happened.
It was so quiet when it happened. Like the smallest of rustling of leaves on the forest floor. I held my breath because I could feel it.
Julian’s wolf was awake and edging towards me. Slowly because he was hurt as well. He eyed me through the mate bond and waited.
“Please.” I whispered again when the bond seemed to weaken. “Please help me help him. I just need you to shift. I can heal him if you-“ a sob ripped its way out of my throat.
“Cassie, we do not have time for this.” Ian’s voice was hurried. “Move now.”
I didn’t move a muscle.
Heat was flowing through me. Not the usual burning heat but just as intense.
I screwed my eyes up and concentrated. If my magical healing power was going to work now would be a great time.
“Come on, come on.” I mumbled under my by breath. “Work damn you.”
Power flowed out , and black light exploded behind my eyelids. It felt wrong , not like it had before. Under my hands my power poured out into Julian’s-
Fur
My eyes flew open to stare down at my husband's wolf.
He had shifted, only that was impossible unless he was awake.
“What did you do?” Ian whispered in awe.
I shook my head. “I don’t know.” Only I did know. At least I suspected what I had done. It was impossible but the only thing that made sense.
Ian stared at me with huge eyes and then sighed. “Move to the side so I can close this up and get in front of him.” He ordered and I scrambled to get out of the way in the low narrow space.
Ian worked quickly and quietly, all I could do was sit there and stare at where my hands were buried into Julian’s thick fur.
“I’m going to drag him using his fur ok Cassie? You will have to bring up the rear. Use the knife on anyone who follows us. Don’t wait to see who they are.”
Confused, I glanced down at the knife in my hand. It was still stained with Julian’s blood. I nodded mutely.
“I can’t believe you did that.” Taking great fistfuls of fur Ian began to pull Julian up the narrow corridor. “I can’t believe you forced his shift? What other powers do you have?”
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