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“We’re twins,” Rafe said quietly “I can feel the pain burning through hilanced at the Werewolf’s body “The bastard injected Rane with holy water”

Fear knotted deep in Savanah’s belly A few drops of holy water on Rane’s face and neck had blistered his skin What would it do to his insides? “Will it kill him?”

“I can’t say, but it has rendered him helpless, powerless” He closed his eyes a ”

“You can really feel what he’s feeling?”

“Yes” He let out a long shuddering sigh “It is beyond description, alh he’d said he was feeling his brother’s pain, he gave little visible sign of it She wondered if it was due to so an effort to shield his pain fro mattered now but Rane “Can you help hi, Rafe lifted his brother into his ar quickly, Savanah led the way to the back door She was halfway across the kitchen when she realized that Rafe wasn’t behind her Of course, he had never been here before He needed an invitation to enter her ho, “Come in” over her shoulder, Savanah hurried down the hallway to her father’s room She turned down the covers on the bed, chewed on her thuently onto the mattress

Blood from the numerous bites and scratches that covered Rane’s body quickly soaked into the sheets Vampires were supposed to mend quickly, so asn’t he? Was it the holy water that kept his wounds froht want to wait outside,” Rafe suggested

“Why?”

“I’ive him my blood and hope that it will counteract the effects of the holy water”

“And if it doesn’t?”

“Let us hope that it does,” Rafe said, his expression grim

“Get on with it then” Savanah looked at Rane, more worried than she wanted to admit He looked pale, so pale She stared at his chest His breathing seehtly clenched at his sides; tight lines of pain bracketed his mouth She yearned to brush the hair from his brow, to wash the blood from his wounds, to kiss his hurts and lanced at the door and then at Savanah, a silent, none-too-subtle hint that she should take his advice and leave

Savanah shook her head “Forget it, I’e of the bed, Rafe removed his jacket and tossed it aside, then rolled up his shirtsleeve He slid a glance in Savanah’s direction and then, turning his back to her, he bit into a vein in his left wrist