When Alexander woke up, his head rang that he could hardly process anything. It took him a bit more shaking it, before he could open his eyes.
He didn’t care if the chill of the room was seeping into his naked body, or that his vision was spinning. There was only one reason he could think of at that moment for him to stand up.
“Rory, where are you?”
It was the first thing that came out of his mouth, immediately searching for his mate after a glimpse of his face appeared in his memory.
He remembered lunging at someone before the shadow took over, and the image of him getting hurt caused him to panic.
The drudge on his chest only subsided when he caught a glance of him from the end of the hall, laying down on the floor.
“f**k no!”
He quickly rushes to his side, noticing how the body w
