* Alpha Daemon *
I lay her down inside the carriage safely before I checked how many of my warriors were wounded. We must head back to the Alpha house fast and let the pack doctors check on her.
"Alpha, just two of us are hurt badly. The rest can carry one on top of the horse and then we are good to go."
My eyes swept over them one by one, sharp, calculating, counting, assessing, making sure no one else was hiding injuries out of pride. The warriors have fought hard tonight.
Only two. It could have been worse. It should have been worse. But it wasn't. Because of her and the way she used up all her strength to help us tonight.
My gaze flickered back to the carriage. To Princess Arriane. Too bad the Palace has been ruined and that his father is no longer the Alpha King, but she is still
