Marcel's POV
I opened my eyes to meet myself surrounded by my younger brothers. While Fredrick was staring intently at me, David and Dante were talking a little too loudly and laughing. I might be dying, but these two would still be making jokes.
"I thought you'd never wake." Fredrick stated, his voice low and detached, but the slight frown on his forehead and how he was refusing to look away told me just how worried he was.
"What time is it? Where is Klaus?" I asked, as I sat up, wincing at the slight pain I felt at my back. But I felt much better than before I slept.
"It is already morning. Big brother made us stay here to babysit you and yours, while he ran back to his mate. He probably thinks that he'd die if he spends a night away from his Luna." David answered with a dramatic rol
