Two Months: Desired By The Lycan’s King
Snowclaimed by my ex's lycan king father
Moria said, her expression filled with worry.
Moria had arrived within minutes of Mondrian's collapse, taking him into her care. She'd checked his pulse, and ran tests, making sure not to miss anything. And when that had proved futile she'd used her magic, energy coursed through Mondrain, running through every vein and muscle.
I sat beside Mondrain, holding onto his hands.
“What do you mean?” I asked, my voice trembling.
“He’s stable,” she sighed, running another wave of energy through him, “There's no sign of internal damage, trauma, or signs of stress. I see no reason why he fainted.”
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