Unspoken (Shadow Falls: After Dark #3)(118)

“Make your eyes pretty for them!”





Chapter Forty-nine

Pain shot up the back of Della’s neck. Stone pulled her hair harder. Della could feel her hair being ripped out of her scalp.

She studied the were with the gun; he still had it pointing at her mom.

Could she move fast enough?

“Come on, show ’em!” he yelled in her ear.

Tears filled her eyes. Fury filled her chest and she couldn’t stop it. Her eyes grew hot. Her canines lowered and she heard her mom gasp.

Stone laughed.

“Stop hurting her,” her father shot up.

Della saw the were start to pull the trigger. She reached back, grabbed Stone by the neck, and threw him at the guy with the weapon.

The gun exploded. The were fell, but popped back up, gun still in his hand. Della bolted over the sofa, over her parents, caught both Stone and the were by the necks, and flew them to the other side of the room, slamming their bodies against the brick wall.

Still hovering midair, she heard the front door bang open. Thinking she might have more rogues to fight, she looked over her shoulder. Chase stormed into the room. His gaze met hers. Relief filled her chest. She wasn’t alone anymore.

Then she heard her mother scream. Della looked back, thinking her mom was frightened of Chase, but that’s when she saw her sister slump forward in the chair. The smell of new blood filled Della’s nose.

“No!” Della screamed and let go of the two scumbags, and flew down to her sister. Her parents stood over her. Della saw Marla breathe, but blood oozed from her shoulder. Lots of blood.

“Give her to me,” Della said. “I can get her to a hospital fast.”

Her parents hesitated.

“I’m not a monster! They are the monsters,” Della screamed and for the first time, she believed it.

Her mom touched her father. “Let Della take her.”

*

Chase stood over Stone and the others were as he looked out the window and saw Della carry her sister out the back door and fly off.

Della’s mother and father stood up as if to go to the hospital. The front door swung open and two more agents walked in.

One was a female agent, a fae, and she went straight to Della’s parents.

She put her hands on them. Both Mr. and Mrs. Tsang’s postures changed immediately.

“Come,” she said to them. “Let’s talk.” She ushered them into the kitchen.

Burnett shifted closer. His eyes were bright red. He crouched down and looked at the three rogues. “Which one of you is going to tell me where my agent is that was sitting in that car out front?

“I’m counting to three, then I start shooting.” He pulled out his gun.

“One.

“Two.”

He shot Stone. “Oops, I forgot to say three.”

The two other weres gasped.

Stone tried to get up, but fell back down. The two weres looked terrified, not realizing it was only a tranquilizer gun.

“Should I start counting again?” He looked at the other two, and Chase guessed he was sizing them up for which one was more likely to talk.

“One.” He shot one of the half weres.

“He’s in the shed across the street,” the other were blurted out.

Burnett looked over his shoulder. “You get that?” But the other agent was already heading out.

Then Burnett looked back and shot the second were. Then he leaned in. “How well do you know that guard at Hell’s Pit?”

“Pretty well,” Chase said.

“Think you can remember how to get there? Eddie said he and Kirk would meet you there. Give him a call.”

*

Della paced the small room. A whole team of people was working on her sister. She’d stayed there with them until one of the doctors noticed her. “Get her out of here.”

At first she’d fought them, but then one said, “Do you want the best care for your sister?”

Della nodded and two other nurses brought Della in here. Oh, they pretended to just be comforting her. They didn’t know she’d heard the doctor tell them to detain her, and call the police.

“You want anything to drink?” the nurse asked.

“No.” Della kept blinking, and staring at the ground hoping to hide her bright eyes. Blood—her sister’s blood—soaked her blouse. Each time she walked back and forth, she repeated her prayer. Don’t let her die. Please, God, don’t let her die.

She heard voices on the other side of the door. Probably the police. Della didn’t care. There would only be a problem if they tried to take her out of the hospital. She’d have to hurt someone then. She would.

All of a sudden the door in the tiny waiting room flew open and Burnett walked in. He flashed his badge to the two nurses.

Della burst out crying, and he pulled her against him. “They tell me she’s about to go into surgery,” he said. “Kylie is on her way too.”

Della pulled back. The air she tried to pull into her lungs shook. “My parents?”

Burnett glanced at the two nurses. “Can we have a minute?”

They walked out.

“I have an agent with them. I’ll bring them here as soon as … it’s safe.”

“Safe?” Della asked, and her first thought was something else had happened, but then realized what he meant. He wouldn’t—couldn’t—let them come here screaming about vampires.