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and prepared for my brother’s reaction as I explained everything that had happened at The Devil’s Trap. My brother’s somber expression quickly turned enraged, and by the time I finished my story, he was pacing my small hospital room, his powers crackling against mine.
    “Will you please calm down? I’m injured, and your emotional outburst is sparking against my powers. Feels like a million fire ants marching all over me. Stop it!”
    “I’m going to go kill that vampire, Regan.”
    I rolled my eyes. “No, no, you’re not. Have you heard a word I just said? He’s too powerful.”
    “I’ll take a sword and cut his head off.”
    “You won’t even get close, you’ll just end up like me, or maybe he’ll even kill you. I’m pretty sure he didn’t care what happened to me when he hit me that last time. I think I used up his patience and I’m sorry, dear brother, but you just don’t have the same appeal to a straight man as I do. I think he would kill you.”
    He grabbed his jacket and stalked toward me. “I would love to try, though. I want him dead.”
    I sat up, ignoring the multiple shooting pains, and jerked the coat out of his hands. Fear choked me. It took several tries before I could speak. “I won’t lose you to them, too. Damn it, Jason, don’t you understand? You’re all I’ve got.”
    He glowered at me. “Yeah, I do understand, actually. I thought I’d lost you when they called me. It was pretty damned close, too. You’re lucky to be alive.”
    He collapsed into the chair next to my bed. “What did he do to you if the exchange of blood wasn’t to turn you, Regan?”
    “I’m not sure. I’ve never heard of a blood exchange that wasn’t for the purpose of making someone a vampire.”
    He sighed and clasped his hands over his stomach. “So what do we do?”
    “I’m going to go lay low for awhile. Maybe I’ll go ask Alaric what exactly Zarek did to me.” I shuddered. “It was bad. Like he had complete control over me. I almost didn’t want to fight him. I don’t want that to ever happen again.” I shook my head and stabbed a finger at him. “And you’re going to do nothing. You need to go back to painting for your gallery. You’re retired from this vampire hunting shit, remember?”
    “Only because I prefer something less violent. Not because I can’t hunt. Right now, I really want to.”
    “But you’re not going to.” I glared at him, hoping to stare him down. Inside, I didn’t feel as confident as I tried to be. My brother was ten times as stubborn as me, and the pouting, demanding sister bit didn’t always work on him. Please, goddess, let it work. He’s dead if he goes after Zarek.
    He rolled his eyes, but nodded. The tightness in my chest eased, and I took in a deep, steady breath.
    He cleared his throat. “So, Nate was here earlier. He looked more guilty than usual.”
    I rolled my eyes. For some reason Jason had never liked my casual boyfriend. “You always think Nate looks guilty. Why don’t you like him, again?”
    “I’ve told you, he just makes my ‘bullshit’ meter go off. I can’t explain it, but he’s lying about something. And when is he going to propose to you? I mean, he’s kind of an ass, but at least if he proposed, he’d be an ass you could settle down to have children with.”
    I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. Jason wanted me to ditch hunting by whatever means necessary before I got myself killed. I was starting to realize he had a point. Though I didn’t think marrying another vampire hunter would solve my problems. “We’re more friends with benefits than steady daters. We both agree that our jobs are too dangerous for marriage, white picket fences, and kids.” And I’d learned that the hard way when my first boyfriend was killed. I wasn’t going to repeat that mistake.
    It was another reason Jason had quit hunting and why he was trying to convince his girlfriend, Liora, to stop. He wanted to be a suburban dad with