Damian POV
Helpless. It wasn't a feeling that I was overly familiar with, but I knew enough to recognize it. I hadn't felt like this since my parents were killed.
I watched as the doctor and the girl moved around Archer, tossing questions and answers back and forth as they worked. Archer's breathing was so faint that I found myself straining to hear him.
My beta had been my best friend since we were kids. Archer had always been there. Losing him was unacceptable.
I heard the doctor address his helper. Her name was Willow. Onyx had gone still at the sound, fully alert and focused on her. That's why I felt it when she laid a hand on Archer's neck—brief, but undeniable. A warm pulse of power. She wasn't human.
I narrowed my eyes at her, even as Caine muttered, "What the hell?" under h
