Seth's Chance [Brac Pack 27] by Lynn Hagen Page A

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Chance grabbed D and headed toward the hallway that housed Christian’s office. There was nothing the paramedics could do for D. Chance needed otherworldly help with the vampire.
The place was bathed in darkness and smoke as Chance coughed and raced toward Christian’s office. He stopped where he was, knowing he was far enough away from the chaos. Throwing his head back, Chance shouted, “Panahasi.”
The demon appeared, his eyes wide as he looked around. “What has happened?”
“You have to take D. The paramedics can’t work on him. Take him to Christian’s, please.”
Normally Panahasi railed against anyone ordering him around. Thank goodness the demon leader nodded and grabbed D, disappearing just as quickly as he appeared. Chance coughed, staggering back toward the front of the building. Everyone was out. Everyone that he cared about or knew was out of the building. Now all he had to do was find an exit.
Chance’s eyes felt like someone was pushing hot pokers into them, and his lungs felt as though his chest had been opened up and shoved into an oven. It was hard to breathe. He slammed into a wall, knowing he was close to the front door.
Staggering outside, Chance took in a lungful of fresh air, and then his body slammed into the pavement, lights out.
Chapter Five
    Christian stood in the hallway, looking around at the humans who worked there. He hated hospitals. Not because there were sick and dying humans here, but because he remembered how a dear friend of his, a human friend, had refused to be converted when his life was slowly being sucked out by a disease that could be treated with today’s medicine. Thornton had died in a hospital, leaving Christian behind to mourn his loss. He had known the man for twenty years, not long for a vampire, but long enough for Christian to grow fond of the man.
    That was back in 1943 when influenza had become an epidemic. Christian had begged his friend to join him, but Thornton had refused, saying that although he loved Christian like a brother, his time on earth was what god willed it to be.
    “Have you found out what happened?” Malcolm Lakeland asked, bringing Christian out of his nostalgic memories.
“I found out that Chance was a very busy bear.”
Malcolm’s face darkened as he leaned in closer, his voice dropping low. “Do you think my boy had anything to do with this?”
Christian shook his head. “No. Chance found the culprit, rescued his twin and D, and kept a cool head through all of this. He is a hero.”
Malcolm’s face relaxed as he straightened. “Who was it?”
“It was some woman who claims to work with the vampire hunters. According to her, hunters have been coming into my club for a few months now, scoping things out and then slipping back out past Harley unnoticed. Which is hard for me to believe. My bouncer is very thorough. She won’t speak of who it was that was coming in, but apparently I have a traitor in my coven.”
And Christian was going to find out who the hell it was. It made his teeth grind to think of the damage the explosion caused. Ten dead humans and two vampires. Even a vampire could only take so much destruction before the damage was irreversible. “I have someone collecting your cubs’ blood now, and Dr. Max Samuel from Zeus’s pack is on his way to get Chauncey ready for transporting to Brac Village. Dr. Sheehan can attend to him there. Max tells me that as soon as your boy is stable, he will be taken back to town.”
“Thanks,” Malcolm said. “Do you know what’s going on with Sloane?”
“His lawyer is going in front of a judge in the morning to get his bond set. He should be able to post bail after that. I have a few men working on the witness.”
“How’s Dudley?”
“Better. He needed a lot of blood to heal, but he will be fine. I’ve arranged for Sloane to stay with me while this legal mess is taken care of.”
“I want that bitch to pay for what she did to my boys.”
Christian met Malcolm’s eyes,