Not Just A Luna; I Am Alpha!
Nurses and doctors turned to us, their faces transitioning from routine professionalism to somber understanding as they saw the anguish etched on my face.
"Luna," a nurse called, leading us to a sterile room with a cold, steel bed. With a heavy heart, we gently laid Xander down, his unmoving form a stark contrast to the medical setting that now surrounded him.
Ethan hovered at my side, his eyes fixed on Xander's face, a silent plea for hope and reassurance. But I couldn't offer any. The bond between an Alpha and Luna was profound, and I felt the diminishing echoes of Xander's heartbeat through our connection.