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big man shook his head, exchanging a panicked look with someone. “They had armor-piercing bullets. You’re shot through. Stay still.”
    What?
Raising his head a bit, he looked down at himself. His tan body armor was rapidly becoming soaked, turning a dark rust with his blood. “Oh, fuck.”
    His head swam and he dropped it back to the floor, staring at the roof. The motion of the Huey was making him sick. The craft executed a sharp turn and he knew Aric was taking him home as fast as the copter would fly.
    â€œThe coven,” he rasped.
    â€œThe others stayed behind to wrap up,” Jax said from somewhere near his head. “Stop worrying and save your strength.”
    His chest burned like the fires of hell. It was as though someone had pried open his sternum with their bare hands and then poured acid into the bloody cavity for good measure. He couldn’t breathe. This wasn’t right. He’d suffered gunshot wounds before—hell, all sorts of injuries—and he’d never experienced anything like this.
    He sucked in a shallow breath. “Silver?”
    â€œMaybe. You’re not healing like you should.”Hammer laid a meaty palm on his shoulder. “We’re close to the compound. Hang on, buddy.”
    That look on his friend’s face, in his eyes. Nick knew in that moment he was in real trouble. This was a mortal injury, even for a born wolf. And Zander was still restricted from performing a healing of this magnitude.
    â€œCalla,” he managed.
    â€œTarron’s sister? What about her?”
    â€œMate.”
    Hammer frowned. “I don’t understand.”
    â€œCalla’s mine,” he wheezed. “She’ll come.”
    â€œShit! Got it.” Hammer squeezed his shoulder. “We’ll get her there.”
    â€œI don’t have her number, but I’m calling Tarron now,” Jax said.
    Vaguely, Nick heard Jax shouting into his cell phone. He wondered what the vampire would make of his sister being summoned to save a wolf. And not just any wolf—her mate. Then he decided he didn’t give two shits.
    Calla was coming, and that was all that mattered. Could be he wasn’t ready to give up, after all.
    The copter started its descent just as his lungs gave up the ghost. Thrashing, he fought to take in air that would no longer come. His vision darkened, and regret consumed him.
    Not yet. Can’t give up.
    Then he knew nothing more.
    *   *   *
    â€œCalla!”
    Tarron’s bellow thundered down the rocky corridor outside her room, and Calla jumped. The book she was reading tumbled from her hands and
thunk
ed to the floor, making her lose her place. Irritated, she crossed to the door and flung it open.
    â€œCan you
ever
simply knock and say my name in a normal tone instead of shouting the mountain down over our heads?” She rested a hand on her hip and glared at him as he came to a stop at the door to her chambers.
    Her annoyance went unnoticed and he appeared to be in a hurry. “I just got a call from Jax Law. He said the Alpha Pack was out on a mission and Nick was shot by hunters during the gun battle.”
    She gasped, holding on to the doorframe for support. “Oh, gods. How is he?”
    â€œNot good. Jax said the bullet must be silver or something, because he’s not healing. He wants you to come, says you’re the only one who can help him. They’re rushing back to the compound by helicopter as we speak.”
    â€œOf course! Let’s go.” She grabbed for his hand, but he held back.
    â€œWait a second. Why
you
when I could help him just as easily?” he demanded. “What’s going on, sis?”
    â€œI’ll explain later. There isn’t time right now.”
    â€œI’m not going to like this, am I?” His expression was grim.
    â€œLater,” she stressed.
    â€œFine, but I expect some answers soon.”
    At least her brother