Blood Contract(Wolf Creek Pack 8)(8)

“Dominic is very sick, Danny,” Sully replied as he folded his hands in front of him. “That’s why you are needed here.”

“Sick?” Now that Sully had said something, Danny could see the sunken eyes on the man’s pasty-white face. His eyes looked a bit glossy and not as clear as they should have been. And there was a frailty about the man that gave him an air of illness. “He’s the one that needs my blood?”

“He does. Remember when I tested your blood?”

Danny nodded.

“You are a perfect match for Dominic. Without you, he will die.”

“Can’t you find someone else with good blood?”

“We could look, but I’m not sure there would be enough time to find someone else that would be Dominic’s match. His condition is pretty severe.”

Danny shivered as the man’s blue eyes just continued to look at him. He didn’t say a word, just stared. “Why isn’t he talking?” Danny whispered.

“He cannot.”

Danny’s head whipped up to Sully. “He can’t talk?”

“He is too weak.”

“What exactly is wrong with him?”

“It is very complicated.”

Danny frowned at Sully. He rested his hands on his hips and glared at the infuriating man. If he was giving up his blood, he at least deserved to know what was wrong with the man. “Uncomplicate it.”

Sully frowned at the man lying in the bed for a moment then turned to look at Danny. “Dominic has a rare genetic disorder that has poisoned his blood. Without a transfusion of pure blood, he will die.

He grows weaker every day.”



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Danny grimaced and glanced back at Dominic. The man did look pretty sick. Danny couldn’t help but feel bad for the guy, but still…

“How much blood are we talking here?” He felt sorry for the guy, but he was far from stupid.

“Small infusions only, Danny. We would not take enough to harm you.”

Danny arched his eyebrow as he turned to stare at Sully. “That doesn’t answer my question.”

Danny’s eyebrows continued to draw together when Dominic started chuckling, but the man’s amusement quickly turned into a deep cough, shaking his entire body. When Sully rushed over to the side of the bed to help Dominic into a sitting position, Danny trailed slowly behind him. There was something about the man in the bed that drew Danny.

“Geez, he really is sick, isn’t he?” Danny asked as Sully wiped a small trail of blood away from the corner of Dominic’s mouth.

“He is, Danny,” Sully said. “I wasn’t lying about that. Without an infusion of pure blood, Dominic will die.”

Danny felt like crap. He didn’t want to be here, and he didn’t want to give his blood away. On the other hand, the man was depending on him for his very life. Could he honestly, in good conscience, say no?

“Look,” Danny said as he pushed his hands into the pockets of his jeans and bounced on the heels of his feet, “I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to share a little of my blood. I don’t want anyone to die because of me. But you need to start looking for a replacement. I can’t keep donating blood. I have responsibilities back home.”

It suddenly dawned on Danny what he had said. He glanced down at his watch then groaned, smacking himself in the head as he swore silently. “Do you have a phone I can use? I need to call my boss and tell him I’m going to be late.”

“Tell your boss you quit.”

Danny’s mouth dropped. “I can’t quit. I need that job.”



Blood Contract

27

Sully was silent for a moment then suddenly nodded before glancing over his shoulder at Danny. “You will be well compensated for your time.”

“I don’t want money!” Danny snapped. He flung his hands up in the air as he stalked across the room, anger burning through him at an alarming rate. “What is it with you people and your money? It doesn’t buy you every damn thing you want.”

“You’d be one of the few who thought that.”

Danny rolled his eyes as his lips pulled back into a sardonic twist.

“Money is not the be-all and end-all of the world.”

Sully chuckled as he winked at Danny. “Maybe not, but it sure makes living a little easier.”

Danny crossed his arms protectively around himself, suddenly feeling very vulnerable. He kicked at the rug beneath him with the toes of his bare foot. “Yeah, well, I wouldn’t know about that. I don’t have any money.”

His head snapped up when he heard a snort from across the room.

Danny’s eyes slowly narrowed as he took in the smirk on Sully’s face.