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were coming from his brother, before he ever rounded the living room wall. The sounds a wolf made, not the sounds of a vampire.
    “Troy,” he shouted, bringing a room filled with broken décor and shredded furniture into view, with his brother in the center of it all.
    Troy whirled around to face Aiden, his eyes glowing a weird orange inside the blue, his fangs extended.
    Aiden saw more a vampire with bloodlust than he did wolf in Troy. Why that offered any relief, he didn’t know, but it did. Bloodlust wasn’t something a vampire recovered from. Bloodlust made them killers, like the vampire who’d killed their family and everyone else in their village.
    “Troy,” he said softly, taking a step forward. “Talk to me, brother. What’s happening?” Troy threw his head back and howled like a wolf in pain, like a wolf captive in a vampire’s body. Aiden charged toward him, determined to take Troy down, and confine him until this passed. Lord, he hoped it did pass. But Troy was as fast as Aiden, and that howl didn’t slow him down. They collided and went rolling onto the ground, after bouncing off what was left of Kelly’s couch.
    Aiden was slammed onto his back with Troy on top of him.
    “Aiden?!” Kelly screamed, the sound of her voice sending a blast of fear through him. Adrenaline surged inside him and Aiden flipped with Troy, putting himself on top of his brother.
    “Stop, damn it!” he shouted at Troy, trying to make contact, trying to calm him. He couldn’t influence a vampire’s mind, but he shared a bond with his brother, and he was desperate to reach him. “Whatever this is Troy, it’s not stronger than you are. Fight it, damn it. Fight it.” Troy flung Aiden across the room with a force that shocked Aiden, a force that defied their equal vampire age and strength. Aiden hit the wall with a jolt that rattled his bones. Kelly screamed again, and he turned toward the sound but Troy was already in front of him, grabbing his shirt. Aiden grabbed hold of his brother, as well, and managed to turn with him, slamming Troy against the wall.
    This time Aiden found Troy’s eyes, trapped him in a stare. “Enough! Enough.” Troy snarled like a wolf at him, those strange blue-orange eyes melding with Aiden’s, in a silent standoff.
    Slowly, too slowly, he felt the tension in Troy ease ever-so-slightly. Troy began to ease down the wall.
    Aiden followed him, squatting in front of his brother. “Whatever this is, we’ll beat it. We’ll call Marcus-”
    “No,” Troy snarled, his hand twisting in Aiden’s shirt. “They’ll lock me up and throw away the key.”
    “Marcus-”
    “No.” He pushed to his feet and Aiden went with him.
    “Okay. No Marcus. You have my word. Evan-”

    “No, damn it,” Troy snarled. “Don’t pull him and his woman into this. I’m fine.”
    “You aren’t fucking fine.”
    “The worst is over,” Troy said, his voice raspy but more like his own.
    “Holy shit, you say that like this has happened before.”
    “I thought I’d learned to control it.”
    Aiden cursed. “How many times before this one, Troy?”
    “Four. Two…” He squeezed his eyes shut, hissing through extended fangs. “…two other close calls.” Pain radiated through his features. “I fought them off. I thought…oh God - my head.” He shoved Aiden away. “Have to go. I have to go and…”
    “No. No you are not-”
    “Run,” Troy growled. “I have…to run it off.”
    “Yes,” Kelly said from the kitchen. “We need an ambulance. It’s some sort of reaction to a drug we think-”
    Aiden went completely still as realization hit him. Kelly was on the phone and this was not good news.
    Aiden was in the kitchen in two seconds flat, grabbing the phone from her hand. “We don’t need an ambulance. My friend didn’t know that my brother has seizures. He’s recovering fine and we aren’t paying for an expensive ambulance ride he doesn’t need.” He answered a few questions and ended the