-LILIAN-
The fear that gripped me was absolute, pure, raw terror. Alexander was burning, shivering, his Alpha eyes a horrifying red. All my carefully built walls crumbled. My hatred, my defiance – it all vanished in the face of his agonizing weakness. He was my mate, and he was in terrible pain because of me.
"Alexander!" I cried again, my voice trembling. I had no idea what to do, but instinct took over. I pulled his large hand to my cheek, trying to ground him, to bring him back from the edge. His skin was scorching hot, almost painful against mine. The bond was a chaotic storm inside me, mirroring his internal battle.
I frantically searched the room, my eyes darting everywhere. What did a Lycan King need when he was like this? There were no medicines, no salves, nothing that looked l
