DAMIEN
Liam slumped to the ground, and Nethercote held up a syringe, taunting him.
“Dirty f*****g vampires,” I thought. It felt empty that I didn’t have Cage mirroring my anger, which infuriated me more.
Liam wasn’t getting up. He’d dropped to his knees, and I could tell from his expression this was much worse than the fight with Kol. That had only been a dagger dipped in wolfsbane; this was an entire vial.
“Maddox, Liam is hurt. We are on the training grounds with another Sire. In case I don’t walk away from this, I need you to come get Liam. Get Missy to the packhouse with Azalea and Felix, then get here to bring Liam to safety. DO NOT TELL MISSY.” I needed a contingency plan. Felix would be getting Azalea to safety and have his hands full keeping her there. Jacob and Sean were co
