“Myra? No, no, no, Myra!” Draven roars as he shakes her body. Her body is cold to the touch with no response; only the cool blood trickling from her nose is evident. As his hands touched something wet on her cloak, he felt blood! Draven swiftly lifts her up in a bridal style. The beta kicks open the door, and Jorah's eyes widen as her father, Markus, rushes forward. Draven snarls, 'No, Draven, this is her dad; he is safe,' the omega assures the alpha, who is breathing harshly and heavily. As the alpha's mind went into overdrive, all he could see was red; meanwhile, the entire pack was thrown into a state of panic as they watched him, shocked, rushing through the hallways with her to his room. “Damn it, she’s still bleeding. What the hell is going on!” Draven snarls, frustrated that Jorah is nowhere to be found, as he rushes back to his clinic to grab some medication while her father settles in beside her. Markus takes her hand in his, and she feels drawn to his roguish
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