Onyx pov.
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"Onyx-" A familiar voice cry out.
Hearing my name being yelled was enough to wake me out my sleep and put me on guard.
Were they here? Did the guards find out where we were? Is Serana okay? Serana..
My eyes snap open and I swiftly sit up in my hay pallet. Pain began to radiate along my stab wound on my shoulder and the long slack across my shoulder blades. I ignored the sharp pains I was getting, my main focus was my mate.
"Serana, are-" I began to say but the words stopped flowing from my mouth as I realized I was alone in the room. A sharp peg of worry and unease made its way in my stomach and a shot of adrenalin begins to pump in my veins. Something wasn't right.
I role myself to my feet and hurried out the doctors work station and into the main part of the basement
