Caleb stood there panting and heaving, watching them all. They lay there on the snow, dead. There was so much bloodlust in him that he was going to go crazy. He wanted more demons to come and he wanted to kill them all. He regretted not killing Edyrm there and then at Galahar.
Suddenly his ears heard her heartbeat. It was so weak, yet soothing because she had lived. He spun to her. Rushing to where she was, he crouched in front of her, his muscles knotted. He looked at her face.
"Caleb!" Auril called him. He turned to look at him with madness in his eyes. "We have to take her away from here. She might—"
"No!" Caleb roared. He gathered his mate in his arms and snapped his fingers.
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