In the hospital ward, the pungent smell of disinfectant stung the nostrils.
Alpha Frank bolted upright from the hospital bed.
Thick bandages were wrapped around his chest, with faint traces of blood seeping through.
But he seemed impervious to the pain as he flung off the covers and attempted to get out of bed.
"Where's Yulia? Where is Yulia?"
The assistant Daniel replied, "Alpha Frank, you've been asleep for two weeks. The doctor said you were on the verge of becoming a vegetable and might never wake up."
Alpha Frank's face instantly paled further. "And Yulia? Where is she?"
"Yulia and Alpha Mike... are having their wedding today."
He shot up abruptly, his voice quivering.
"They... got married?"
"Yulia is mine! Yulia is mine!" he roared.
"Alpha Frank, your wounds haven't healed
