me. One of the other guards asked, "What's wrong with the prince? Is he hurt?"
"He's hurt," Ethan said.
"Did George do it?" the man asked.
I answered before Ethan could. "Let's just see how hurt Alex is." I didn't want to get bogged down in details, and I also didn't want to see Ethan hurt before I could explain that it was the Harlequin that had made Alex attack and forced Ethan to defend himself. It was too complicated to explain with two of their men dead and more wounded. Complicated could wait until after everyone calmed down.
Alex was sitting up as we walked toward him. Ethan got to him first and dropped to one knee as George had done, hand going to his chest. "My Prince, forgive me."
Alex looked at him and then at me. "It's okay; I would have killed you if you hadn't fought back. The rage was . . . like nothing I've ever felt." He held out his hand to the other man. "Help me up, and we'll call it even."
This was the reasonable Alex I remembered. Ethan helped him stand up. There was bruising on Alex's face where the other man had kicked him, but it was as if the injury were days old instead of only minutes. If Alex had been a more powerful shapeshifter, there wouldn't have been any mark by now.
The other guard with us asked, "What is Ethan apologizing for?"
I asked, "Do you know where the rage was coming from?"
"It was like a dark voice in my head," Alex said.
The guard blinked orange eyes at us, running fingers through his short orange-red hair. "I feel like I'm missing something."
I looked at Alex. "I know there are real vampires that feed on emotion. I've met one that fed on fear and could also cause it to rise in people just by thinking at them."
"Handy to be able to make your own food," Alex said.
I nodded.
"You think this was a vampire?" Ethan asked.
"I know that the weretiger who ran out of here was one of the people that we're hunting. That speed, that level of weapons work, it was them."
"You mean George was a spy," the new guard said.
"First, what's your name, and second, how long has George been here?"
He smiled. "I'm Ben, and a couple of months."
I thought about that. "They put him in here almost as soon as she woke up."
"What?" Ben asked.
I shook my head. "Just thinking out loud." They'd put a spy in here as soon as the Mother of All Darkness woke.
"They put him here near me," Alex said. "They knew eventually you'd come visiting."
"His paperwork checked out," Ben said.
"Some of these guys have been master spies for a thousand years or more," I said. "They're good at what they do."
"He cut through us as if we were human," Ben said.
"Did I hit him with the last shot?" I asked.
Ben frowned; I think he was trying to replay the fight in his head. "He had blood on his T-shirt, here." He touched the left side of the chest, shoulder area. "Was it Ethan's blood?"
"I never touched him," Ethan said.
"Then, yes, you shot him."
I grinned and felt that it was a fierce baring of teeth. "Please tell me all your guns are loaded with silver shot," I said.
"Of course," Ben said. "Silver will kill a human or a shapeshifter; lead only stops humans."
"Then he's hurt," Alex said. "Silver makes even the strongest of us have to heal human-slow."
"You were faster than he planned for," Ethan said. "He said so. Most of the guards would have missed that last shot. You did it with an unfamiliar gun, against someone faster than anyone I've ever seen." Ethan gave me an admiring look that wasn't about sex, but about that guy moment when they realize you are not just another pretty face, but maybe, just maybe you can be cute, petite, and one of the guys all at the same time.
"I'll call Ted and let him know that the bad guys are trying to find me."
"Why did he say that he hadn't come to hurt you?" Ethan said.
"I think he hoped I wouldn't shoot him."
Ethan gave me a look. "He could have been lying."
"Yeah, but the other one last night that cut up the marshal said the same thing. They want me alive."
"Why?" Ethan asked.
I shook my head. I didn't know Ethan well enough to answer that question, but I knew now that the Mother of All Darkness wanted me alive. There was