The Great Hall was a blur of noise and movement, but Aria tuned all of it out.
"Get him upstairs!" Lena ordered, her voice cutting through the cheers of the pack. "The hall is warm, but it’s too drafty. He needs absolute, concentrated heat. Now!"
Jarek and Tamir didn't hesitate. They carefully lifted Rowan’s massive, shivering frame from the sled and carried him up the stone stairs to the Alpha’s suite. Aria followed right behind them, her chest tight with a lingering, suffocating fear. Rowan was conscious, but his skin was still terrifyingly pale, his lips tinged with a dangerous shade of blue.
They laid him on the heavy furs of the massive bed.
"I'll get the hot stones and the willow-bark tea," Lena said, turning to Aria. "Luna, you need to strip him out of those frozen leathers. Eve
