[Irene Miles’ POV]
Ajax was in a critical condition. His eyes were open, but he wasn’t responding. His breathing was fading and so were his heartbeats. It seemed as if the dark ball of clouds had petrified him. We rushed back to the palace where doctors from other packs were called. No one was able to improve his condition even by a small bit or even stabilise him. Time was slipping from our hands and I did not know what to do. I had never felt so helpless as I felt that day.
Everyone in the pack was worried about Ajax, but the whole knight’s class was in a different zone. Everyone in the class didn’t talk, they didn’t eat or sleep; they kept waiting to listen to the doctors while reading books on medicine and wolf health in the library. Ajax wasn’t alone in this fight. Everyone, even
