Alpha Bran’s POVSerafine coughed. Water spilled from her lips as her body jerked violently, her chest heaving as she dragged air into her lungs. Relief crashed into me.“Serafine,” I rasped, gripping her shoulders as my hands shook uncontrollably. “Serafine, look at me.”She didn’t answer.Panic clawed back into my chest. I brushed wet hair away from her face, my thumb trembling against her cold skin.“Serafine,” I called again, louder this time. “Open your eyes.”Slowly, her lashes fluttered. Her eyes cracked open just enough to reveal unfocused pupils before they rolled weakly toward me.I sucked in a sharp breath.She was alive.“Get the pack doctor. Now!” I snapped, not turning away from Serafine.I scooped her into my arms and carried her straight to my bedroom, ignoring the stares, the whispers, and the tension thickening the air behind me.Serafine went limp against my chest. She was again unconscious.The pack doctor arrived in a blink of an eye. He moved quickly and efficien
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