Carpathian 22 - Dark Predator

would Ricco make it alive to the hospital. I need you. She had no idea if he would answer her call or even care, but she had to try.
    The stirring in her mind was instantaneous, as if all along he had been aware of her awake and out of the house. Are you hurt? His voice was filled with concern for her and strangely it warmed her.
    Not me. Ricco, one of the workers. We’re going to take him to the hospital, but he won’t make it if you can’t help us.
    You wish me to do this for you?
    Her heart leaped, stuttered and then began to pound. His voice was so matter-of-fact and in truth, she wasn’t entirely certain what she was asking of him—but he’d managed to save her and she never should have lived.
    What is the risk to you? She had to know. She bit at her lower lip, suddenly terrified of what she was asking of him. Nothing can happen to you.
    There was a moment that she felt him in her mind, touching every part of her, a brushing caress completely at odds with his lethal presence.
    Show me the wound. Look directly at it.
    Marguarita steeled herself. The horn had penetrated deep and she was certain the tear had all but killed Ricco. It was fortunate he was unconscious because she had nothing to stop the pain. She forced herself to stare at Ricco’s torn stomach, trying to send her own impressions to Zacarias.
    Put your hands on the wound and apply pressure. Go deep, Marguarita.
    She’d dealt with lacerations, but never anything like this. She was no nurse, but she was all Ricco had. She closed her eyes and did as Zacarias instructed. Her hands sank into blood and gore with a horrible sound.
    Soft laughter teased her mind. I have to see, kislány kuηenak minan — my little lunatic . Keep your eyes open.
    Swallowing hard she did so. She felt heat move through her body. Her hands tingled and grew hot. Her fingers moved of their own accord and somehow, for one moment, she was no longer inside her own body, but tied to Zacarias and moving through Ricco’s body. It was an odd wrenching sensation leaving her physical body behind and streaming through another human. Her stomach rebelled, but she fought hard to stay in control, breathing deep.
    Just as abruptly she was back, a little dizzy and feeling weak. She could tell Zacarias was even weaker than she was.
    That should hold him until he gets to a surgeon, but he’s lost too much blood, Marguarita. I will have to give him mine or all of this is for naught.
    Do you want us to bring him back into the house? Can you make it up this time of day?
    Do not take the chance of moving him again. I will come to you.
    But you can’t. He couldn’t. The sun would burn him. What had she done? Please don’t sacrifice your life.
    Again she felt that brushing caress go through her mind, as if he’d trailed fingertips over the inside of her skull.
    Lea was in the pilot seat, already going through the checklist, preparing for flight. Marguarita lifted her hand to attract Julio’s attention. Frantically she wiped her hands and scribbled a note to Julio.
    Tell her we have to stabilize him before she can fly him out of here. Zacarias did what he could through me, but he says he needs his blood to survive the journey. He’s coming out and Lea can’t see him. She can’t know he’s in residence. I’ll explain as soon as I can.
    Julio nodded. She was grateful he understood the gravity of the situation and didn’t waste time arguing with her. Outside the sky darkened and ominous clouds gathered and spun as if angry.
    “We’ve got to go,” Lea shouted.
    “Not yet,” Julio protested. “Marguarita has to stabilize him or he won’t make it.”
    “The weather’s turning ugly,” Lea said. “If we don’t get moving we’re not getting him to the hospital.”
    “The storm will pass fast,” Julio assured. “Trust me on this.”
    I will be out in a couple of minutes. Zacarias’s voice entered Marguarita’s head.
    I’ll tell you when it’s safe for you. There’s someone here who shouldn’t see you. She’s not one of us and I think her brother is a danger to you.
    She will not see me.
    Marguarita felt close to panic. She might not want to betray their friendship, but Marguarita didn’t know her well enough to count on her to remain silent if her brother insisted on the truth.
    She handed Julio the note.
    Take Lea somewhere for a few minutes.
    Julio bent down and whispered into Lea’s ear. She nodded and tossed her headphones aside, sliding from the helicopter. They