Zeev POV
"Ok, get him in the tub and get that blood washed off him. I'll get Josh. Sands, can you check on Harlee for me?" I sighed.
"Who put you in charge?" Sniffed Ash.
"Oldest Bonded-means he's in charge of the rest of us. I.e. he gets to choose who gets how much soul in the end, of course, we all know none of us are." Sands dropped a hand on Ash's shoulder and winked. "Or at least, he tries to be in charge." Ash scoffed at that and then carried Josh's father's limp body to the bathtub. I sighed again and rubbed the back of my neck. I felt sore and achy all over. Harlee had been right about Devil's traps. I broke out of the first one easily enough, but if it hadn't been for Sands... I cracked my neck and opened the bedroom door.
"Josh buddy, your dad's here. He's still
