Ch. 78 Warzone

Aspen

“What is wrong with him?” I look to Mason, assuming my twin doesn’t understand what’s happening anymore than I do.

My eyes flick from Mason to Asher and back to Mason again, waiting for an answer. The psychotic South Woods Alpha is writhing on the ground in pain, clearly incapacitated for the moment, but I can’t for the life of me figure out why. Unfortunately, I also can’t figure out why both of them are staring at me like I’m the one losing his marbles.

“I asked what’s wrong with him? Why is he scratching at his chest like he’s trying to claw out his own heart?” I try again, wondering if I stuttered the first time.

“Aspen, let me help you sit down. I think you might be in shock.” My brother steps slowly toward me like I’m a skittish animal he might scare away.

“What? I’m not in shock. Why would I be in shock?” I snort at the ridiculous idea.

“Keep your eyes on me, baby boy.” Mason puts a little Alpha bark behind his words and I can’t help but obey. “We think you’