He didn't wait for agreement. He simply gathered Eve from Damian's arms, and he was moving again, that impossible speed, crossing the arena and disappearing through the exit before the brothers could even process that he'd taken their mate.
"FUCK!" Damon exploded, already running, Rex close to the surface and demanding they get to their mate immediately.
They ran....all three of them, pack warriors clearing a path instinctively, the crowd parting like water as three alpha wolves moved with singular, desperate purpose.
The estate was maybe a quarter mile from the combat grounds. The brothers covered it in under two minutes, their supernatural speed pushed to absolute limits, the bond pulling them toward Eve like a compass needle to north.
They burst into the master bedroom to find Raphael had already positioned Eve on the bed, had already placed one hand on her head and the other on her chest, brilliant green and gold light pouring from his palms into her convulsing body.
