Fated to Be Family(44)

“Well fuck,” Rebecca said.





Chapter 11



“What in the hell are we going to do?” Kate demanded, looking around the room.

“I will not let you hurt him!” Beverly said.

“Of course we’re not going to hurt him,” Kate said.

“What do we know about the perimeter?” Bran asked.

Ma shook her head. “Not much, not even in the town records. It was established the day the town was founded so that they could build without fear of being attacked. The Arkadion Alpha at the time contacted a witch’s coven to lay the perimeter for the town. It is completely unknown what they did. We have ways to invite paranormals in as exceptions, but nothing on closing a breach.”

“So the only way to seal the perimeter is to kill the person who created the breach?” Nicholas asked from behind them, making his way into the waiting room.

“Yes,” Bran said, rubbing his forehead.

“Well, logic would dictate that if we cannot alter or negate the magic used to lay the perimeter then the only option left to us is to kill the person who created the breach,” Nicholas said, looking at Rebecca.

She tilted her head and stared at him as the room erupted in arguments. Kate could literally feel the wheels turning and then when Rebecca figured it out, she could see the light go off in her eyes.

“Of course! All we have to do is kill him!” she said, looking around the room, smiling. Aleks stared down at her in horror. She looked up, confused.

“What? Not like permanently.” She turned to Nic. “You, my friend, are brilliant.”

Nicholas blushed.

“The only reason the idea came to mind is because of the research and background work you had me doing about vampires,” Nic said.

“Still, it’s a great idea,” Rebecca continued.

“Wait! Stop! Explain for the rest of us who are having heart attacks,” Kate said.

Rebecca turned to the room. Kate could clearly see that her dear friend was plainly confused as to why they hadn’t been able to keep up with the conversation she was having with Nic. Rebecca took a deep breath.

Here we go, Kate thought.

“Well, Ashby is being cyber stalked by a certain hot club owner who may or may not have a pulse, so Nic and I got worried that if Ashby ever took him up on his offer to go to the club he would end up a Renfield or a chew toy or both and we couldn’t let that happen because if that happened then I would totally have to go up there and go all cra-zay on his amazingly hot ass. So I had Nic look into vampires since our library had little information on them so we could see if we could find out any weaknesses in case we had to, you know, annihilate him. Anyhoo, Nic found out that in turning peeps they have to bring them to the brink of death, like let them die then restart their bodies. So you see?” She took a breath and looked around. “Get it?” she asked.

“So we get a vampire to turn Ethan?” Arthur asked.

Ethan’s eyes widened. “Cool!” he said.

“No!” Rebecca said. “But what we can do is call the one vampire who kinda owes us since his club security let me and Ashby get taken and see if there are any tricks he can tell us about taking someone to the brink of death and still be able to bring them back.”

“Rebecca’s is right, Nic. You’re a genius,” Kate said, kissing Nic on the cheek. He smiled.

“I don’t know. It’s risky,” Caleb said, concern evident on his face.

“I can do it. If someone gives me the specs to follow,” a voice said from behind them. Dr. Clayboune walked out from behind the recovery room double doors. Bran nodded.

“I’d also like to ask this vampire why Elias seemed to be higher than a damn kite. There aren’t many drugs out there that could have that effect on shifters and he couldn’t afford the few that I know about.” Bran added.

“So all we have to do is call him,” Rebecca said and every head swung to Ashby. He squeaked.

“Why do I have to do it?” Ashby asked.

“Because he doesn’t have a hard-on for me, Ashers, or I would do it,” Rebecca said.

“What if I wake him up?” Ashby asked, his eyes wide.

“Ashby, the man is a vampire and even if he weren’t, he owns a friggin’ nightclub. Get to calling,” Rebecca said.

Ashby slowly walked into the recovery room and came back out with his cell, dragging his feet.

“I think I only have like one bar,” he said.

“Ashers!” Rebecca exclaimed.

“Okay, okay,” he said and then dialed the number.

The line only rang once before a beautiful voice answered. The voice was loud enough for every shifter to hear. Rebecca leaned her head in close to Ashby’s so she could listen in as well.