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and ripped the door open only to cry out at the sight before him. Zacarius sat in the back of the car, if Devlin could call the sickly creature in the car his mate.
    Zacarius’s eyes sank in his head so much that his eyes seemed huge on his face. His face was angled by bones and white skin. He seemed to have lost a good twenty or thirty pounds. His skin practically hung on his body.
    He looked so fragile, Devlin was almost afraid to pick him up. Instead, he crawled in beside him, cradling Zacarius’s limp form to his. He smoothed dry, bland hair back from his face, saddened at the loss of Zacarius’s luxurious locks.
    “Zac, honey,” Devlin whispered. He didn’t receive a response, not even a flicker of an eyelid. “Come on, baby, open your eyes for me.” There was still no response.
    Deciding that he needed to get Zacarius into the house, Devlin picked his mate up in his arms, wincing when he hardly weighed a thing. He scooted to the door where Alfred, Reece, and Keeley hovered and slid out.
    Devlin hurried into the house, heading straight for his room. He shared the house with Reece and Keeley like he did before they moved to Wolf Creek. His room was located on one side of the house, Reece and Keeley’s on the other.
    “Keeley, can you pull the covers back?” Devlin asked the moment he stepped into the room.
    Keeley rushed forward and pulled the blankets back. Devlin stepped forward and laid Zacarius down on the bed. He sat down beside him, his hands exploring, searching out every last inch of Zacarius’s body for injuries.
    Except for extreme weight loss and white pasty skin, there didn’t seem to be anything wrong with Zacarius. He just wouldn’t wake up.
    “What happened, Alfred?” Devlin asked, his hands still skimming Zacarius’s body. “Did someone poison him again?”
    “Again?” Alfred squeaked. “Someone poisoned him before? When?”
    Devlin looked over at Alfred, flushing. “Yeah, remember those couple of days we stayed in Zacarius’s room? You came in complaining of rumors? Someone poisoned Zacarius’s wine.”
    “He never told me.”
    Devlin shook his head. “He didn’t want anyone to know. He said it made him vulnerable.”
    “He’s right,” Alfred agreed. “At the first sign of weakness, his enemies would attack.”
    “What enemies?” Devlin growled. “ Did someone poison him again?”
    “I don’t know,” Alfred said. “He’s been disheartened since you left, but about a week ago I noticed he started looking extremely pale. I offered to bring him a blood donor, but he’d have none of it. He got very angry with me when I insisted.”
    Devlin froze as previous conversations with Zacarius filtered into his brain. He suddenly realized that Zacarius could very well be in his current condition because of him. Zacarius said that once a vampire mated, he couldn’t draw blood from anyone except his mate. Devlin was that mate, and he left.
    “Everyone, get out,” Devlin grumbled. “I need a few minutes alone with Zacarius.”
    “Are you sure, Dev?” Keeley asked.
    “Yeah, Keeley,” Devlin replied. “I’d appreciate it if you would make him some warm soup and tea, though. And Reece? You might want to inform Daniel that two vampires will be staying here for now. He’s sure to want to know.”
    “And then some.”
    Devlin grimaced. He was bringing a lot down on Daniel’s head. He hoped the alpha would understand Devlin’s mate was involved, and he didn’t have a choice.
    “Alfred,” Devlin said, using his authoritarian voice, “go with Keeley and prepare some food for your prince. I’m sure he will be hungry when he wakes up.”
    Alfred nodded and hurried after Keeley. Devlin knew the manservant needed something to do. He seemed beside himself with worry. Devlin was too. He only had an inkling of what might be wrong with Zacarius. He could be wrong, but he didn’t think so.
    The moment the bedroom door shut, Devlin turned back to Zacarius. He was still out cold.