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Jasper could hardly pry his eyes open. His wounds stung and he was losing a lot of blood. He was thankful the ordeal was over – partially. Straggly had tortured him by slashing open his body with a wooden knife. He would heal, but it would take a really long time, because the wounds were inflicted by wood.
"How are you feeling?" Jasper forced open his eyes. It was Halyssa – no, Kirsten, he thought with regret. She was cleaning his wounds with water and some herbs. Jasper flinched from her touch because the herbs stung. He studied Kirsten's tear-streaked face.
"Why?" He asked simply. Kirsten did not look at him, as though she was ashamed. "Did you… Did you ever love me?" He asked. The flickering light cast a shadow on Kirsten's face. She lifted her head slowly, and was about to answer when Nathaniel and Mervyn orbed in, with Kyle, to Jasper's surprise. Kyle's black eyes held surprise too, but a neutral look soon took control of his face. Kirsten quickly took her place beside Mervyn, and that hurt Jasper's feelings.
And there they were, five of them, including Straggly, standing in a line in front of him. He pushed himself against the wall, not liking the way they were staring at him.
Nathaniel turned to Kyle, "You want to avenge Clio? Kill him, like the way you did in cold blood to Clio. Make the source regret for not cooperating with us."
Kirsten threw herself in front of Jasper. "Don't. Don't." She pleaded, fear in her shaky voice. Jasper felt himself paralyze with horror. He tried to see if Kyle would spare him, if Kyle could come to his sense and see whom he was working for.
"Go on. What are you waiting for?" Mervyn goaded. Hesitation flickered in Kyle's eyes, and then the pair of black eyes narrowed.
The last thing Jasper saw was the stake coming down in one smooth action, before his chest exploded in pain.
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"I don't believe it." Russell said, running a hand through his blond hair, causing his fringes to fall into his face. Jodie loved the way he did it, though most of the time he did it out of frustration.
Dermot was thoughtful, "He's following the footsteps of Mervyn?"
Russell stood up, "No way! I know him! I know that he will not join Blood Iris." He said forcefully, trying to convince everyone in the room, including himself.
"He is an elder understudy," Skye spoke slowly. "If he really decides to join Blood Iris, then he will be stripped of his post. And daybreakers will have to turn our backs on him." His kind green eyes focused on Jade, who had been silent all these while. "Are you sure he did not say it in a pique of anger?"
"Jade shook his head slowly, on the brink of tears, "He didn't. He looked so determined…" Jodie quickly went over to Jade's side and put an arm around her shoulders.
"I knew it. I knew that Kyle Caldwin could not be trusted." Angus said, his thin lips smirking. In a flash, a punch connected with his cheek and sent him reeling. He clawed furiously at his attacker, and saw that it was Russell. His head snapped to the right as Russell delivered another punch. He was pinned under the vampire and could hardly fight back. If Skye had not pulled Russell away, Angus could have gotten a few more punches.
"You do not speak of Kyle in this manner!" Russell shouted at Angus as he tried to struggle free of Skye's grasp. But the elder kept a tight hold on the rash vampire in case he did more harm to the witch.
Angus got up and touched his cheek gingerly, "Oh yeah? Then tell me why is he with Blood Iris?" He taunted.
"Let go of me! I'll kill you, Angus Shezer!" Russell was really worked up.
"Enough! Fancy you two behaving like kids!" Dermot said. Skye finally released his hold on the blond vampire, whose cheeks were flushed from effort. Glaring at Angus, he straightened his shirt. Angus was not about to make peace too, for he glared back.
"Sit down, both of you. We've already got enough matters on our hands." Dermot ordered. Russell sat down hard on his chair, while Angus crossed the room and sat on another, rubbing his sore cheeks, healing it instantly.
Skye wiped his glasses and set it back, "Right now, we don't really know what Kyle is thinking. He could be having some plans on his own…"
"Or he is really joining Blood Iris to make up for what he had done to Clio." Dermot finished for Skye. He sighed, "There's no telling. Kyle's always unpredictable."
Turning to Russell, he said, "Do inform the council should Kyle contact you. I know you are his best friend, but covering up for him is not going to do any good for all of us." He warned.
A knock on the door diverted everyone's attention. "Come in." Skye said. A red-headed shapeshifter came into the room hurriedly. He whispered into Dermot's ears and the daybreakers saw the elder's face darkened.
"Blood Iris has sent word – Kyle had pledged his alliance by killing Jasper."
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