len

armored convoy tore through the iron gates of the Graves Dominion estate

boots leaving tracks on the pristine marble s

edical monitors blaring frantic red warnings. In the center, on a massive four-poster bed, lay Alistair Graves. The f

llic tang of blood and that unm

cy intubation!" Dr. Sterling shrieked, snat

in my mind. I knew exactly

ugh the chaos, cold and ab

snapping toward me. "What d

r into the room. "If you force that tube down his throat, his wolf will perceive it

Dr. Sterling screamed, pointing a

arms. My heart hammered against my ribs. If they threw me out, Ali

Damian sat slumped, his eyes vacant, playing the broken inv

er, resting on the a

this moved like a freight train. He stepped betwee

voice vibrating with absolut

unner?!" Dr. Sterling gasped

dying Elder. I peeled back his pale lips. Black lines traced his gums-the sig

ew my blade. The dark, volcanic glass

rgy nodes to release t

ked, abandoning all professionalism as she lunged at me l

ze me, a guttural, bone-ratt

ifying, feral strength, his massive arm sweeping out and sending a

distorted, agonizing snarl that de

. "My Alpha is in dist

rd as she kicked and screamed. The Warriors and nurses scrambled out in

nd slammed the heavy oak doors shut. The

on the room, broken only by

t thrashin

e vanished, replaced by eyes as cold and sharp as obsidian. The suffocating aura of a dying man

casting a long shadow over the bed. He looked down

ve