the SUV. I protected him. I needed to see if he was alive.
If he wasn’t, there was going to be a purge the likes of which the world had never seen. I would personally ask Hasan to have every vampire nest in the country raided and exterminated.
I could only nod at Heath, though. He relaxed just a little and stepped away from me, not going into the SUV, leaving the space for me to try.
I crawled in and found my older brother breathing slowly.
“Jabari?” I asked softly, finally finding my voice. The entire left side of his face was cut open from the glass, and bruises were already beginning to form. There was no smell of silver in the air, a blessing.
“Sister,” he murmured, a raspy attempt at speaking. “Vampires?”
“Yes. Heath and I protected you from the clean-up crew. We need to get help. More could always come.”
“They will,” he said, gasping. “My chest.”
I cursed and put my hand up to his chest, gently feeling. Sure enough, every rib on the left side was broken. I couldn’t tell if one punctured a lung or not, but I was guessing none had because he wasn’t coughing up blood while upside down.
“I need to get you down. Does your back hurt? Can you feel your legs?”
“Hurts...not broken,” he answered, groaning. I reached up and braced myself for him to fall on me. When the seatbelt released, the fall wasn’t pretty, but my body kept his head from taking the brunt of the impact. He fired off something in a language I had no hope of ever learning and moved so I could get out from underneath him. “Help coming?”
“No idea. Let’s get out of the death trap first.” I crawled out of the SUV, then helped him out. He staggered as he tried to stand up. “Heath, do you think someone is going to come to help?”
“I was on the phone with Geoffrey when we were shoved off the road,” he said, stepping closer. “There’s a chance he’s coming. There’s a chance he just thinks the call dropped.”
“Let me find your phone. You protect Jabari. He’s got several broken ribs and probably more problems I can’t see. Right, Jabari?”
Her brother only groaned and sank down to the earth. My gut twisted. This was the great General, and a car accident nearly did him in.
I crawled back into the car, searching around for any of our cellphones. I found Jabari’s in the center console and nearly cried in relief when I saw it wasn’t in pieces. Where mine and Heath’s had gone, I had no idea, but one phone was better than none.
I crawled back out, showing off the phone.
“Do you remember Geoffrey’s number?”
“Not by heart,” Heath answered softly, frowning. “Who could we call…”
“Hasan,” I answered, already looking for the contact. If I couldn’t get someone close by to save us, I was going to call the biggest, baddest mother fucker to avenge us.
“Jabari, how did—”
“Hi, Hasan. We were run off the road and attacked by the nest. I’m certain more are on the way. I’m calling to tell you everything, so I need you to not interrupt me at all. I don’t know how much time we have.”
“Talk fast.”
I gave him the rundown about the Seattle vampire nest, listening to him hum and scratch notes down. I explained the crash and the attack. Jabari’s injuries. Mine. Hell, I even gave him the injuries I could see on Heath, whether or not he cared about those.
“What do you need?” he asked when I paused.
“I need you to find some way to contact the local wolf pack. Go through the Tribunal or whatever, I don’t know or care. They might be the only ones who can keep us alive tonight, but we can’t reach them. If…if we don’t make it, I promised this motherfucker that the family would destroy him. We would raze his home to the ground and claim his land as spoils of war. I want you to make sure they don’t get away with this.”
“They won’t,” Hasan promised softly. “Stay on the line. Please.”
“You might have to listen to me die,” I whispered.
“I know. I have other phones to make calls.”
I looked at the two men with me and saw they were staring back at me.
“I want to kill them,” I growled softly. “I want to kill all of them for this.”
“I’ve got one of the werewolf Tribunal members on video conference,” Hasan said quickly. “Hold on, my children. We’re going