Panic

Bruno’s p.o.v

“Hazel!” I called out, rushing to catch her before she hit the floor.

Panic coursed through my body as I held her in my hands, her face drained of color.

“Linda! Linda wake up,” I yelled, tapping her lightly.

The knock on the door became more persistent at the sound of my voice.

“Come in,” I yelled, hoping it was someone that could help.

Camille walked in with a tray in her hands. She let out a gasp as she sighted Linda on the floor.

“Alpha, what happened to her?” She asked, dropping to her knees.

I shook my head and gently carried her onto the bed, laying her on her back, I linked the doctor. “Allen, come to the house right now. Something is wrong with Linda.”

Taking her hand in mine, I dropped to my knees beside her. “She was about to come attend to you at the door when she fell.”

“May I do something that could help, alpha,” Camille asked.

I nodded and she hurriedly went into the bathroom and came out with a bowl of water and a towel. I watched as she soaked the tow