Almost before Hakim’s ashes
began drifting down, Rikard was beside Leif. He wrapped him in a tight embrace
and dropped down the floor of the building. Forgetting Seth, Kemp raced to join
them, kneeling beside his badly wounded brother.
“He needs blood,” Rikard
stated, baring his wrist.
“No, wait.” Seth was beside
them in seconds. “You’re weakened. Allow me.” Without another word he bit into
his wrist and pressed it to Leif’s mouth.
“Now that I wouldn’t have
expected,” Trevor commented as he joined the group.
“I think,” Kemp said as he
watched Leif’s wounds slowly begin to close, “I think he was as much of a
victim of Khalid, in his own way, as Owen was.”
“Not quite as much,” Seth
answered. “I chose my fate. Owen was forced into his.”
“Enough,” Rikard ordered as
he pulled Seth’s wrist from Leif’s suckling mouth. “Any more and I’ll be
feeding you. You’re a pale as a sheet.”
“Given that my sheets are
deep wine that would be an improvement,” Seth wisecracked.
Leif’s eyes opened slowly
and he turned to look at the young vampyre, saying a soft “Thank you”.
Seth shrugged. “It’s my
fault you were here in the first place, so I owed you.”
Kemp had to know so he
blurted out, “Are you really the reason? Are you a rogue, too?”
“Have I killed after
feeding, yes,” Seth replied honestly. “But that was many years ago. I’m not a rogue
now. I’m not the one responsible for the killings that have been happening
in the city recently. That was Hakim and the two who claimed to be my minions.
He certain picked a pair to draw to there. Dumber than fence posts, but I guess
that’s what he wanted.”
“They did their jobs,”
Trevor commented. “Got us all together to find you. Can I take it you weren’t
here willingly?”
“I wasn’t. Hakim put me in
his thrall the moment he learned Khalid had been killed. He wanted you, all of
you, dead for what you did, and was willing to wait as long as it took to see
that happen.” Seth shot a look at Kemp, “If this hadn’t worked, if you hadn’t
taken the bait, he was going to send me after you.”
Kemp scowled, growling out,
“To what, seduce me so that I’d lead him to Trevor and the others? Did he think
I was that fickle, or that much of a fool?”
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