“Mortal.” I nearly drop the candelabra as Dane appears in the doorway, holding his side, black blood oozing between his fingers. “Do not open that, or we’re all dead.” I step towards him, away from the screeching screams. “What happened to you?” He doesn’t shove me away as I close the distance and take in his appearance. I set the candles aside, their glow highlighting the side of his face. A fresh bruise sits on his cheek. “I’m fine. I just need assistance.” The words are shaky, and his voice is off. Dark liquid drips from his nose. A lick of rage has my teeth gritting together. The words,
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