Alpha Nathan’s POV
We reached the mansion in no time. My wolf was restless, clawing at the edges of my mind, demanding that I move faster—that I save her. Lisa’s body was limp in my arms, her breathing shallow, her face unnervingly pale.
Bursting through the doors, I ignored the startled looks of the servants and headed straight for my quarters.
“Get out of the way!” I barked, my voice a thunderous growl as they scrambled to clear my path.
When I reached my room, the healers were already waiting, their expressions grim as they took in the arrow protruding from Lisa’s side.
“The arrow is poisoned,” I said sharply, laying her carefully on my bed. “Do something—now.”
One of the healers, an older woman with silver streaks in her hair, stepped forward and began examining the wound. She fr
