Daughter of Anat by Cyndi Goodgame

screamed a death cry of agony shaking the walls but not falling. That is until...the wall actually cracked like bacon and as if we were all frozen in time, we watched it fall down where it stood in a heap.  Unluckily though, the last undead Elf stood before me aiming his sword edged teeth straight at me.  I backed away a step, but the visual caught me off guard.  Calum barely budged when the demon Elf pushed past him and practically flew over the rubble attacking me with its clawed fingers.  I backed away another step uncharacteristically and put both my hands to block its teeth but not missing the nasty scrap he made across my forearm.
    I felt myself falling and expected the floor to bang into my head soon.  I closed my eyes, another uncharacteristic-like maneuver I typically avoided.  The floor never came.  Cord had my head cradled in his hand while Calum caught my body with one hand and held a long edged sw ord in the center of the demon Elf’s chest where his heart would have began to stop beating by now.  Suspended in air, I still didn’t come to grips with the fact that I’d just lost my cool.  Guess we really needed each other. 
    Righted to standing, I was forced to face my saviors.  Cord was eye length, so I half hugged him and was then expected to do the same with Calum.  He still incensed with a throbbing heat like he might snap the neck of anyone else who came near.   And since all of this took less than a minute and a half to take place, I had no choice but to appreciate them quietly and move back to what was more important.  After all said I left both their faces and returned to the raging growls of the man being held back by a twin brother I knew well. 
    Cas lost his balance and seemingly fell over more than he was before.
    “ I need... blood,” Cas rasped from looking down.
    "Hair of the dog remedies shouldn't solve this one," I countered frantic to help him faster.
    "I need human blood."
    I wagered now he wasn ’t as weak as I thought.  He was hiding his face.  I tried to bring up all the courage I had to accept whatever I saw and not judge.  He never once judged me.
    “ Cassius Cross.  I don’t care what you look like right now.  I doesn’t scare me.  Where do we get the blood?”  I asked anyone who would answer.
    Calum then shot an arm out, snaking it around my waist and pulled me from him.  Like a shot in the arm, Calum ’s hands dug into my hip.  I feared for the briefest second that miscellaneous blood might be exposed and clawed to remove his hands.  Cas must have misinterpreted my actions, because his reaction was to come after my distress call though it wasn’t as he thought. 
    Joy!  Boys were so...
    “I’m fine, both of you.  I am just tired of the group of you telling me what to do.  I thought you were cutting me or something Calum. Now let me help.  I am not scared of you Cas.”
    “Tell that to the emotions flowing off you like a siren,” he hissed through his teeth.  The hiss I knew now meant his fangs were out. 
    “Just because I have fear doesn’t mean it’s toward you.  I’m scared for you.  I don’t want you hurt.”
    “SZAR!” he screamed. 
    “On it.”  Szar disappeared.  A second later, he was back.
    He addressed us both.  “All the recently turned have be vanquished.  Cord is quicker with blood banks.  It will take him ten minutes tops. He is already in route.”
    Kissa.  Please .
    “No.  I ’ll stand right here and wait if that’s what it takes, but I’m not taking my eyes off you.  Don’t do this to me.”
    “Don ’t do this to me,” he growled.  All figured out.
    “What is it you think I ’m doing?”
    “Don ’t tempt me?” Cas begged me.
    Szar was a silent wallflower until now.  
              “Stace.   He bit the three Elves.  That’s how he kept them away.  That’s why they went mad.  And that’s why he’s stuck in the position he’s in.  After he’s had the human blood,