"Right here," Jean said from the top of the stairs. "I went to get my bag." He sounded breathless, and it was clear he had been running.
"Take her to her room, let him attend to her there. I will take care of this."
Jael had stopped thrashing around, and she could see Kieran leaning over him. She didn't even know when he appeared. Louis still held Jael down even though he wasn't struggling anymore. Erick stood a couple of feet away and just stared. Danag was bent over Damon and seemed to be drinking some blood out of a bag.
Mauve was hesitant at first, but Mill didn't give her a chance to counter Louis's order as she carefully turned around and headed up the staircase with Mauve in her arms. Mauve leaned into Mill, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath.
