My father James and mother Eleanor watched Alex collapse, blood spraying from his mouth onto the ground.They stopped, cold and unmoved.My mother looked down at the unconscious man, her voice frozen solid."If you're going to die, crawl somewhere else to do it.""Don't dirty our Ashford territory."Vivian knelt on the ground, shaking uncontrollably.She scrambled over on hands and knees, threw her arms around Alex, and screamed his name between hysterical sobs while fumbling for her phone to call an ambulance.A few onlooking pack members couldn't stand by any longer.They stepped forward and helped carry the unconscious Alex into a car, driving him to the nearest hospital.Bramwell stood beside me and relayed every detail the hospital sent.The doctors said the collapse was caused by days of exhaustion, hours of kneeling, and the shock of overwhelming emotional distress.He was ordered on strict bed rest.A few hours later, Alex woke up in the hospital.The first thing he did was loo
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