Viggo
Arwen bolts upright in the bed where I had laid her. The sheet I had carefully spread over her legs is now bunched around her. Her eyes widen, and her breathing comes in harsh gasps.
When Arwen passed out in my arms, I rushed her inside. I called for the Alpha because he was the only one who could help. My grandfather said there was nothing medically wrong with Arwen. But that didn’t make any sense to me. She couldn’t have passed out for no reason!
Scott was going crazy, pacing back and forth, tormented by worry for his precious little girl. His agitation boiled over until Grandpa Cree had to physically block his frantic path, his voice sharp as he firmly ordered Scott away from the cabin. Grandpa Cree understood why Scott unraveled, but he knew unleashing Scott's Wolf wasn't in A
