Laura Wright - Raphael/Parish

“Julia will have news soon,” he told Raphael, who looked as though he wasn’t even aware of Parish’s presence.

“She’s a good doctor,” Bayon added, his gaze on Raphael even though he was speaking to Parish. “We’re lucky in that, as are you, Parish. She’s going to make you a fine mate.”

It was news to Raphael, but he didn’t acknowledge it. He was pacing, hissing, cursing at nothing but his thoughts.

“You must go to the Elders,” Bayon continued. “I’d like to see their face when they hear another Pantera has taken a human as his mate.” His eyes once again cut to Raphael. He was trying to pull the male back into reality. “Where will you live?”

Parish eyed the other Hunter, nodded. “Not in my cave. Can’t have a female and child there.”

“Child?” Raphael stopped in his tracks. “She’s not pregnant?”

Bayon released a breath, cursed.

“Not yet,” Parish told him. “But if you can make cubs with your human, so can I. For now, we’ll take a house close to town, and to Medical.”

The door behind Parish opened then, and Julia, along with three Pantera doctors, emerged. Her thoughtful blue eyes flickered momentarily to Parish, then quickly focused on Raphael.

“First, let me say, the baby’s perfect. All vital signs are normal; heartbeat, fluid within the—”

“Ashe?” Raphael demanded, his expression terrified as he rushed toward her. “Is she all right? Tell me!”

“Easy,” Parish said, holding the male’s shoulder.

“She’s okay,” Julia said quickly. “Stable, and her vital signs are good.”

Raphael seemed dumbstruck, his breathing shallow. Parish had never seen a male react this way, and yet he knew that if it were Julia inside that room, he’d be acting the same way. Maybe worse.

“Do you know what happened?” Bayon asked her.

“As far as I can tell, she was injected with something.”

Raphael growled, his canines dropping. Parish and Bayon drew nearer to him as calm, cool Dr. Julia Cabot explained, “I believe whoever did this was aiming for her uterus—”

“The child?” Parish uttered, slightly stunned. The attack was not on Ashe. It was on the baby.

Raphael hissed. “I will bleed that bastard out so slowly and painfully he will beg me for death.”

Julia swallowed, her face tight. “Ashe must’ve deflected somehow, and under the water. She’s already an amazing mother. The needle didn’t puncture anything vital.”

“I need to see her,” Raphael said, advancing on her. “I need to see my Ashe.”

Julia blocked the door, her eyes down.

“What is your woman doing, Parish?” Raphael said with a terrifying growl.

One Parish matched with his own. “Stop and listen, Raphael.”

“I know this is hard,” Julia said, taking a deep breath, then letting it out. “As I said, she’s physically well, healing properly, and all her vitals are stabilized.” She glanced at the Pantera doctor to her right.

The male Nurturer stepped forward. “I have only seen this once in our lifetime, brother. But whatever your woman was injected with…well, it has made her…” He paused.

“What!” Raphael roared.

“Unstable,” the male finished. “Dark magic now runs through Ashe’s bloodstream.” He locked eyes with Raphael. “Something is trying to possess her.”

The End

Author of the Bestselling Mark of the Vampire series, Laura Wright spent the early years of her life immersed in the worlds of singing, acting and competitive ballroom dancing. But when she started writing, she knew she’d found her true calling. Laura lives in Los Angeles, California with her husband, two children, three dogs, two frogs and two fish. She’s been thrice nominated for a Romantic Times Reviewer’s Choice Award, and loves hearing from her readers.