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if Levi had caught a glimpse of the trouble plaguing Europe over the years in the visions that came to him during sleep.
    “What? When?” Arak demanded.
    “Oh, it's been nothing as destructive as what occurred in Germany. A member here or there, nothing to draw too much attention, but we've lost greater numbers in the last fifty years than in the previous five hundred.”
    “What was so special about Germany?”
    Remy shrugged at Arak's question. “I'm sure the answer to that would be very interesting, but no one knows.”
    “What of Raym and Caym? They were the only two to survive,” Levi asked quietly. This was not something Remy and Bale hadn't considered hundreds of times, but until recently the troubles in Europe had not crossed the Atlantic. And while Remy accused Bale of being a suspicious bastard, Bale had been unwilling to lay any type of blame without proof.
    “I can hardly go about pointing the finger,” Remy replied. “Raym and Caym are not the only ones to have ties to the German enclave. Our numbers are dwindling; we are stretched too thin. We have all left at one time or another to help out our brothers around the world. And it was negligent of me not to realize whoever tried to take out Bale might go after Zeke.”
    “Because Zeke, with his power to see the truth in words, would have known which of us is the traitor,” Arak added quietly.

    Bale grew thoughtful. With Zeke missing, he felt Arak could be ruled out. While Arak might find a reason to turn against the rest of the Grigori, Bale could not in all honesty justify a reason he would turn on Zeke. If not for Zeke, Bale did not think Arak would have survived the termination of Saraknyal. Instead he would have fallen further, to the very bowels of Hell. They would have lost him and eventually would have found themselves hunting their own brother.
    Levi, though, was another story, having been found washed up upon the shores of the Mediterranean only five thousand years ago. The famed leviathan of lore, he had served out his punishment in solitude only to suddenly find himself transformed from a giant sea creature to one resembling a human. Thrust into a world no longer familiar, he'd sought revenge against those who had tricked him. Or so he claimed.

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    Madelyn Ford

    A door banging open pulled Bale from his musings. Then Penny's voice, screaming for Arak, echoed through the halls. Her frantic tone caused a chill to sweep down his spine, and Bale teleported to the scene, his brethren appearing around him. There, sandwiched between Kash and a wounded Raym, was Zeke. At first Bale could not determine the extent of Zeke's injuries and was really just relieved to see he was still alive. Then his mind registered the amount of blood pooling around Zeke's feet on the wood floor and the gaping wound across his abdomen.
    “He's fading fast,” Raym rasped out, his attention focused on Arak. “He should be healing already, but he's only getting worse. You've got to help him.”
    Arak immediately took charge. “Bale, take Raym's place,” he ordered, grabbing hold of Zeke around the waist to help support him while the two males switched positions. Once Bale was beside Zeke, Arak said, “Hope is still in Zeke's room, so take him to the infirmary.”
    Remy led the procession, clearing the way for Bale and Kash to maneuver Zeke to the second floor. Arak attempted to halt Raym from following, but he waved away Arak's assistance, stumbling behind Bale and Kash. Penny was immediately at his side, trying to remove Raym's leather jacket.
    “Forget about me,” Raym said, his eyes filled with rage as he glanced down at the mess covering his clothing. “Most of the blood isn't mine.”
    Arak snorted as he watched Raym falter halfway up the steps and heard Penny murmur to him quietly. Outside the door of the infirmary, Raym leaned against the wall, his gaze following Bale's and Kash's every movement as if he thought more harm might come to Zeke within the