Ivy POV
I didn't get the chance to say anything else to Nina before Alex swayed on his feet beside me, one hand shooting out to brace against the wall.
"Alex?" Milo was at his side in an instant, gripping his arm.
"I'm fine," Alex muttered, except his eyes weren't quite focusing on anything, and the color had drained clean out of his face.
"You are not fine," I said, panic flaring fresh all over again. "You just cracked your skull open twenty minutes ago and then sprinted through a building—"
"I said I'm—"
His knees buckled before he finished the sentence, and only Milo's grip kept him from hitting the floor.
"Alex!" I lunged forward, catching his other side on instinct, though at his size I was more decoration than actual support.
"He needs the ER," Milo said, carrying most of Al
