Tall, Dark & Heartless (Pyte/Sentinel #3)(132)

"Y-yes," he answered nervously, which was understandable since her shirt seemed to be covered in Caine's dried blood. Speaking of Caine, she looked over and met his worried eyes. Before she did something stupid like run over to him and throw herself into his arms and kiss him she focused her attention back on the boy who looked seconds away from crying.

"Good, you're my assistant," she said in a firm tone. "Give me the baby and go make sure there are clean sheets on the bed and then find me a first aid kit, clean towels and some needle and thread. When he didn't make any moves to listen to her she snapped at him. "Now!"

That got him moving. He nodded jerkily as he rushed over to her and placed the wailing child in her arms, looking relieved. As soon as the baby was out of his arms he was running to hopefully go do what she asked. She turned her attention to Caine and the other Pyte.

"Caine, the two of you need to take her to a bed and let her get comfortable. I'll be up in a minute to check on her," she said, moving her attention to the woman sobbing softly on the ground.

"Let's go," she heard Caine say and knew that the other Pyte was in agreement. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the two men carefully pick up the woman and in a second they had her flashed out of the room.

"If one of you gentlemen would be so kind as to hold this beautiful girl and maybe get her a bottle I'd be more than happy to have a look at the Sentinel," she said, smiling down at the baby as she checked the little girl's wound. It was a small cut, deep, but not deep enough to need stitches, which was a good thing because she'd never stitched up someone this young before. The drying blood on the girl's scalp was a bit frightening, but she knew from experience that head wounds always looked nastier than they really were.

"Please help her," the Sentinel said, his jaw set in a grim line as he looked down at his sobbing mate.

"Fine," Kale said, getting to his feet, "but I'm not leaving Izzy."

"I just need you to hold her so that I can help her," Danni said, passing the baby over to large man who took the baby and held her as if she were the most precious thing in the world.

She walked over to the screaming woman and prepared herself for anything, but she hadn't been prepared for this. If she didn't lose her leg this woman would probably never be able to walk again. They were going to have to get her to a Sentinel doctor and soon.

"I'm going to have to close up that wound to slow the bleeding down and I'm going to need some of your blood," she said to the Sentinel, who looked like he could use a doctor as well, but this woman came first.

"You know what you're doing?" Chris asked as he pushed damp hair out of his mate's face.

"Yes," she said with absolutely no hesitation. She wasn't a doctor, but she had trained as a medic so that she could go out on more patrols with the Sentinels.

"Then save my mate and child," he said, looking very much like a man who would die without them and she didn't want to be the one to deliver the blow.

Chapter 49

Several days later.........

"Don't do this, Master," Lucan ground out as his bound arms were given a vicious yank, further straining his muscles. A few feet away in the same position, Greg continued to cry even as he pissed himself.

"G-give me another chance!" Greg pleaded as the Master walked around him.

"I can't even begin to tell you how disappointed I am in you, Gregory. First, you screw up my plans for the Pyte and I would have probably been able to forgive that if you weren't such a lousy f**k," the Master said, chuckling as several minions and vampires joined in.

Greg opened his mouth, probably to promise to blow the Master, but the Master being the Master had already grown bored with the male. After his men found the human trying to sneak back into town they grabbed him and brought him here where the Master did things that turned even Lucan's stomach. He'd been about to walk out of the room when the human spilled the news that the Pyte was now in the hands of the Sentinels once again and the Master turned his fury on Lucan.

Lucan forced himself to watch as the Master reached out and gripped the human's jaw and with a powerful yank, snapping the human's neck, killing him almost instantly. When the lifeless body slumped sideways the Master kicked him out of the way and with a heartfelt sigh walked over to where more than a dozen vampires held Lucan down on his knees.

"It looks like my dog is finally out of tricks," the Master mused as he stopped in front of him.

Lucan trembled with his own rage as he forced himself to remain kneeling. He would not dishonor his mother's memory by striking out against his Master, but the moment he earned his freedom he would kill the crazed vampire before him who'd relished in allowing each of his men to take turns torturing him.

They whipped him, stabbed him, threw holy water on his back to make sure that his back healed slowly, broke his hands and feet only to force blood down his throat so that he would heal and they could do it all over again only the next time around they made damn sure that they got more creative. His hands and feet were smashed with a sledgehammer, his back whipped with a whip dipped in holy water until he could barely hold back his screams, his throat slit, and he'd been stabbed over a hundred times, each stab carefully placed so that his heart was left undamaged, but this time they hadn't given him any blood to sustain him. This time they were preparing him for the agonizing death that the Master would deliver.