Zyros's POV
The sound of the horn still rang in my ears even after it stopped. My chest felt tight and my hands were shaking, but not from the poison anymore. It was from anger.
The Shadowfangs had crossed our border and they had declared war on us. I pushed myself up from the bed. Although my body still felt heavy, I could not stay here while my pack was under attack.
"Alpha Heir, you must rest!" one of the healers cried out as she rushed toward me.
"I am fine," I said sharply and pushed her hand away.
"You are not fine!" she insisted. "You were poisoned just moments ago. Your body needs time to recover even though it's healed up."
"I said I am fine." I said with a firm tone and the healer didn’t press anymore. I tried walking toward the door, but my legs felt weak. I grabbed the
