Haven't updated for a while, apologies, but now I'll be making up for it lol. So, next chapter…

The glass in the windows exploded, sending shards of it around the living room, that wasn't the most concerning thing right now though, not even coming close. It also broke the wooden supports that held the windows, and these went flying – in a place where there were a large percentage of vampires, but this, too, did not rival the biggest problem.

The biggest problem was that there were now Night People jumping through those windows into the living room, attacking the Daybreakers, who were largely outnumbered.

Galen felt himself changing before he even tried to start; he wanted to make these people pay, for whatever they'd done to Keller. It didn't even matter if this was a completely unrelated group, just as long as they were Night People.

Thierry saw the change however, out of the corner of his eye from where he was battling hand to hand with a werewolf. He wasn't a fighter, had promised Hana not to kill, but this seemed to be a special occasion as he wore a savage expression of hate and ferocity, Hannah was behind him, darting frightened looks left and white, a wooden stake in one hand, something that looked like a silver letter opener in the other hand. Thierry stopped fighting long enough to bark out orders to a few of the people closest to him, "Quinn, Rashel, Delos, cover Galen!"

Strangely, that was what Keller always said too, he remembered, generally using different names, Nissa, Winnie…cover Galen! The memory stopped him changing for a moment, just long enough for the two vampires and vampire hunter to vault over to him, Delos was dragging an auburn-haired girl after him.

"don't even think about fighting," Delos warned, cutting himself with the stake he always kept in the pocket of his jeans, even though it bulged out. Delos had never gotten used to wearing 'normal' clothes, and now he looked as though he wished he was back in the Dark Kingdom, but he wore an expression of feral annoyance, a big show of emotion for him, he cut himself with the stake, "I'll knock you out with the blue fire, if I must. And you will never win against that."

He wasn't being arrogant in his comment; he was just being realistic; if it was that easy for one leopard shape shifter to kill a Wild Power or fight against their powers then the enemy would have destroyed them long ago.

Galen kept right on shifting, he told himself that his excuse was that he needed to be able to run if Delos or the others got killed. In reality, he wasn't sure whether he'd be able to contain himself when a Night Person got close enough, he might just leap and rip out their throat, demanding the second beforehand that they tell him where Keller was…

You were meant to be something gentle, Keller hadn't thought he'd heard that thought as he changed to leopard for the first time, but he had, and now he wondered what she'd think if she knew he was contemplating killing when there was no good reason, just killing to take out his anger of losing Keller on someone…

No, unless they came to fight him, he just couldn't do it.

"Get ready," Quinn told the others solemnly, "I think they've spotted Galen, or maybe Delos if this is another set of Night Worlders'."

Galen felt every muscle in his body tense, became ready for a fight if there was any need, but the air around Delos was already crackling, and Rashel was drawing her weapon, Quinn had a stake in his hand.

It was very unlikely that he'd even need to fight.

The room was a mass of blood, and to keep himself from jumping on the people Rashel, Quinn and Delos were attacking around him, he searched to make sure his friends were okay.

Poppy, a solemn frown distorting her features, was holding James behind her as she used her free hand to pummel a stake into a vampire's stomach. Thierry, alone against a couple of werewolves now, Hannah trying to help while he attempted desperately to keep her back. David and Illiana, not fighters, keeping as far away from the chaos as possible, weapons in their hands but being shaking. Morgead ripping through the crowds of shape shifters, screaming the name "Jez!" Galen followed his direction to see Jez Redfern, surrounded in the blue fire, but there being too many people around her for it to work effectively.

Galen watched as the blue fire faded out and the Night People all leaped for her, he quickly changed back to his human form and yelled out to the closest, and least active, person, "Quinn! They've got Jez!"

Quinn looked over his shoulder, towards Jez, and cursed, "Oh shit…" then he was vaulting over towards the Wild Power, Galen tried to follow, but was stopped by Maggie's firm grip around his wrist, "don't even think it," she told him, "we don't want to give them two of the things they want."

She was right, in a way, if this was the same group who wanted them, which it probably was, because normally Circle Daybreak didn't have half as much activity, then for them to get Galen too would be just handing the world over on a plate. But, if they took Jez, that would happen anyway.

Stay, Galen, he told himself from a little voice inside his head; if they catch you, then there'll be no need for them to keep Keller alive any longer…

But it was hard, as he watched Quinn barrel through the Night People to help Morgead, for Jez to be taken anyway, kicking and screaming. He felt as though he was failing his friends.

There's nothing you can do, you need to stay here for Keller, but telling himself didn't help.

It didn't help as the brute holding Jez flung himself out of the window, to see Morgead's face contort in anger as he leaped after him and his soulmate. And it didn't help as he watched a stake come down…down…and into a body that he couldn't see the owner of.

I've decided I need motivation to continue this story. Not necessarily GOOD motivation, you don't have to say you like it or anything if you didn't lol, but could someone please review so I do know what you think of it? Thanks and bye-bye for now :D