CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
The scream pierces the desert air like a bullet, shredding the previous silence. Instinct kicks in—my legs pump faster, my heart races. Jake's by my side, his breathing just as ragged, the light casting an ethereal glow on his determined face. We're a blur of motion, shadows flickering over the sand and rocks.
"Ryan!" My voice rips from my throat as we skid to a halt. There he is—Ryan, our Alpha, sprawled and bleeding, life ebbing away with each shallow breath. I drop to my knees beside him, hands trembling as they hover over his torn flesh. "Hang on, Ryan, hang on."
Jake crouches opposite me, his eyes dark pools of fear. "Lily, do something!"
I don't need the urging. My fingers dance lightly over Ryan’s wounds, a soft glow emanating from my palms. Healing energy tr
