"Holy shit." I stared at Brad. "What the hell are you talking about? I was here all night."
"You cannot really be that stupid can you? Or maybe you think I'm stupid, that I don't know, but I do." Spit flew from his lips. "They told me what the Snake did, how he's turned you into one of him, how they figured out how to change humans to weak imitations of themselves. They're going to take away our humanity and force us to join their clans as slaves."
My mouth dropped wide open as I watched him waving a gun around, his pupils huge as he raved. That did sound stupid; I couldn't believe he fell for a story that moronic.
"I have no idea what you are talking about Brad. Who told you that?"
"Them." Brad waved the gun side to side, and I flinched. His finger was on the trigger; I didn't know much about guns, but I knew that was a bad idea. Even worse, when I opened my mouth and took a deep breath in, I knew exactly what he meant. I turned my head slowly to look behind me.
There were two Carthera flanking me, standing between me and the door. One was some sort of animal I didn't recognize. He had dark hair with silver stripes and his black eyes and claws seemed to shine as he sneered at me. The other one was a Falcon.
"You!" I stared at the Falcon; he'd been one of the two guards standing outside Velaku's door. I clenched my hands in fists as I glared at him; my teeth ached to remove the smirking grin from his face. Dav had been right. "Traitors!"
"Surprise."
I hissed at him, and he laughed.
"They're going to put a stop to this plot!"
I turned back to look at Brad. I wanted nothing more than to put a wall to my back; my skin was crawling not knowing what the two Carthera behind me were doing but I couldn't risk moving again, not with that shaking gun pointed in my direction.
"Brad, there is no plot to turn humans into Carthera. Dav didn't do this to me, there's something in my blood that has turned our mating bond into something more. It's not something he did; it's me. There is a plot to enslave the humans though, but your so called allies are the ones behind it. Mishtar believed that humans were worthless and Carthera should be in charge."
I talked fast, trying to convince Brad that he was on the wrong side. His head was shaking from side to side but the tip of the gun had drooped a little. Instead of pointing at my chest it was now aimed for my groin. I resisted the urge to cover my dick with my hands.
"Velaku is trying to stop them. I killed Mishtar and since he was paying off these two, they're mad that they're not going to get paid. They're just after revenge, and you're the one giving it to them."
Brad's brow was wrinkled.
"But . . . you've been going to the doctor, that bird one. He did this to you."
I shook my head and talked fast. "No. How long have you worked for Dav, Brad? How long have you known Benny and his brother? How can you even begin to think they would do the things you're accusing them of?"
I couldn't take my eyes off the gun. "You have to believe me, Brad, you have to--"
"He doesn't have to do anything." The strange Carthera snarled at me. "The stupid human has already done exactly what we needed him to do. He told us where the safe room was and got us in here. We were going to set a little trap for both you, but this is much better. With you as bait your mate will be distracted and easy to pick off, and we can watch him finally die."
Brad's arm dropped and he gaped at the males behind me. He started shaking and his eyes flicked back to me. I could see the shock register in his eyes as the realization of just how wrong he had been finally dawned on him. He stood frozen.
"I won't let you use me. Dav is a cold blooded killer; the only thing you're going to do is die."
Feathers rustled as the Falcon suddenly grabbed me. His talons dug into my arm and my neck; the pain was instant and sharp. I felt like I was being stabbed and it made me think of Mishtar's attack. I gasped but didn't move, afraid that the talons at my neck would puncture something vital. I knew that Dav had to feel my fear and anger through the bond and would know that something had gone wrong; I just had to stay alive until he could change the plan.
I hadn't expected to be confronted in Dav's room; I'd thought we'd have more time.
"You won't have any choice; your bond will do all the work for us." The metallic scent of blood filled my mouth as his talons dug in just a little deeper. "Your pain will call your mate and distract him."
The black and silver haired Carthera walked toward Brad. "We don't need this one now, do we? I'm feeling a little," he licked his lips, "snacky. The little blond from a few days ago isn't fresh anymore."
"Matthew," I whispered in shock. I couldn't believe he spoke so casually of eating my best friend. It was beyond animalistic, it was madness.
"Was that his name?" The Carthera shot me a glance, a smirk curving his lips. "Was he someone you knew? He was very tasty."
I felt fury flood me, drowning the fear as the male snickered. Brad made a choking sound and took a step back as he raised the gun back up and aimed it at the still advancing male.
I couldn't let this happen, even if Brad did betray us. I couldn't bring Matthew back, but I could make sure his killers died. "Shoot him!" I shouted.
The Carthera laughed. "Like we gave him a gun with actual bullets in it." He stared at Brad who was futilely pulling the trigger, the gun clicking harmlessly. The Carthera's body curved forward as he stalked the human with his thick black claws out and ready.
"I wasn't talking to him, you stupid fucker!" I was staring at a bright red dot on the Carthera's forehead.
He began to turn toward me but it didn't matter; he wasn't fast enough. The glass of the big front window shattered as the bullet sped through it and struck him in the back of the head. It snapped forward and then back as blood and brain matter exploded everywhere. His body collapsed, landing on the floor with a thud. A pool of blood and gray matter spread out along the hardwood as we all stared in shock.
Brad screamed, and I began to vomit. I could not only smell the gory explosion, I could taste it, and my reaction was instant. That distracted the Falcon holding me just long enough to weaken his grip. The door burst open, and I tore away as he tried to turn to face the new threat.
"Take it!" Dav's voice was cold, his eyes narrowed slits. He ignored the bird and within seconds I knew why. I heard a muffled pop pop and the Falcon's body was pierced by two shots; one to his head and one to his torso. He fell sideways to the floor.
I blinked up at my mate, my brother, and his mate. I ignored Brad; he was huddled against the wall in the corner holding his hands up. Isiah and Ahsran stood in the door with their guns now pointed at him, but Dav ignored all of that as pulled me up and wrapped his arms around me.
"I'm getting blood on you." I didn't want to get this . . . this . . . stuff, on Dav. I couldn't touch him, so I held my arms out so I wouldn't get anything on him.
He snorted. "Like I care." He held me tighter. "Are you okay?"
I leaned against him, burying my face in his shoulder. "It's not all mine."