Alpha Bran’s POV Grayson swayed. At first, I thought he was just catching his breath. Then his knees buckled.“Grayson!” Serafine screamed in panic. Her body jerked in my arms. “Put me down. Please, Bran, put me down!”The urgency in her voice cut through the bond, clawing at my chest. I lowered her down carefully. The moment her feet touched the ground, she pulled away from me completely.Ignoring the way her injured ankle must have screamed in protest.She raced to him. But Clara was faster. Both of them dropped to their knees beside Grayson’s fallen body just as he hit the floor with a dull thud.“Grayson, no—no, no, no…” Serafine’s voice trembled as she reached for him, her hands hovering for a second before gripping his shoulders. “Grayson, wake up!”Clara’s hands were already on his face, pushing back his rogue hair, her fingers shaking violently. “Hey—hey, stay with us, okay? You hear me? Stay with us!”Grayson laid still on the floor, looking so pale with deep gashes across h
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