Carpathian 18 - Dark Possesion

Manolito entered, Sergio lunged forward and grasped Luiz by the throat, closing strong jaws and ripping.
    The other male leapt for Luiz's back, but before he could land, the hunter seized him around the neck, surprising the shifter as he was jerked away. Manolito wrenched hard, his features set in harsh, merciless lines, his eyes without emotion. There was an audible crack and the jaguar-man sagged to the floor, tongue out of his mouth, breath ceasing instantaneously.
    Manolito raised his head and looked at Sergio, death swirling in the dark depths of his gaze. Sergio dropped Luiz and leapt, crashing through the door and racing to the safety of the rain forest.
    Jasmine barely managed to get out of his way as he sprang past. She stood in the doorway, one arm around MaryAnn's waist to help support her as they entered. She gave a little cry when she saw Solange and raced to her side, dropping down on one knee to clamp her hand hard over the gushing blood. "Do something. She's going to die."
    Manolito took two steps toward the door to follow Sergio, but Jasmine's cry stopped him. He turned back.
    The scent of blood was everywhere, triggering not only the inevitable hunger, but aggression as well.
    "MaryAnn, sit down before you fall down. I will aid you in a moment. Let me look at the wounds and see what I can do."
    "Where's Juliette?" Jasmine asked. "I thought she would come."
    "I do not know, but they will come," Manolito said. He knelt beside the jaguar and ran his hands over the shuddering cat.
    Solange bared her teeth and turned her head. The effort cost her remaining strength, and blood geysered from the wound in her throat.
    "Can you do anything?" Jasmine asked anxiously.
    "I would have to seal her wounds and give her my blood. She resists even my touch, let alone the offer of my blood." Manolito shook his head. "I am sorry, little sister, there is nothing I can do for her."
    "Solange!" Jasmine stretched out on the floor beside the cat. "Please. Don't leave me alone. Let him help you."
    Manolito sighed. "She feels she has nothing to live for, that her day in the rain forest is over. She cannot adjust to life elsewhere, and she wants no part of Carpathian blood."
    The room grew cold and the walls pulsed as power flowed in. MaryAnn sank to the floor beside Luiz, trying to stem the flow of blood with her hands. It was everywhere, and the jaguar lay as if already dead.
    Manolito. Hear me now.
    She heard the voice distinctly. It was hard-edged, as if teeth were bared and snapping together. It was a clear command with no room for argument. Heal her and give her blood. Riordan's lifemate is distressed. There can be no other choice .
    There was the impression of danger, of a force and intelligence she had not encountered, nor did she wish to.
    She found herself holding her breath, watching Manolito. He seemed unfazed by the strength of power and merely shrugged his shoulders casually.

    "Zacarias has given an order and it will be done." He struck hard and swift, his mind plunging into Solange's before she could form a strong enough shield to stop him.
    Who is he ? MaryAnn thought the question more than she sent it to Manolito, but to her surprise, she actually connected with him.
    Now you speak to me in the way of lifemates. There is no need to stroke his fur. He is dying . There was a definite reprimand in his voice.
    MaryAnn heard the death rattle herself in the cat's throat. "Well he isn't going to die. You're going to save him."
    There was absolute conviction in her voice. And trust. When he spared her a quick glance, her eyes were shining with an emotion that made his heart melt. He couldn't recall anyone ever looking at him that way, not once in all the long centuries of his existence. He wanted to make her proud of him. He wanted to hold on to that look for eternity.
    "Keep him alive, then," he said. "Will him to live. You seem to be able to get people to do almost anything."
    MaryAnn flicked a small, determined smile his way. Her leg was hurting so bad she thought fainting might be a good idea, but when she looked at the carnage around her, she decided her wounds were very small in comparison. Manolito had to heal Solange and then Luiz and then her leg. He had just risen, and the one thing she knew about Carpathians was they woke hungry, and when they used energy to heal, they needed blood. "I'm good. You do what you have to do."
    Manolito turned his attention to Solange. She fought him, in her mind, trying to