JORDAN'S P.O.V
I was breathless, running, my tears streaming down my face as I ran downstairs to the servants. I could hardly talk, my lips quivering, the tears streaming down even faster, but they seemed to understand, and a few of them promptly walked away in a hurry.
I swallowed, my chest heaving as I ran back upstairs to Vincent. He was lying on the floor, his eyes closed, his breaths so faint that from a distance, he appeared as if he wasn't breathing at all.
"Vince," I said, going on my knees, my hand coming to my mouth.
I wasn't sure what to do or what to bring, and I just sat there, my hand lightly touching his, hoping, hoping and hoping that he would be fine.
"Alpha?"
I turned to the door, just as Beta Neil burst in, his eyes wide. He ran to where Vincent was lying and, w
