Dane's Pov
"Somebody get Miriam over here!" I yelled as soon as I hit the pack house.
The wolves hanging around, ready to party after our win, stared at me like I'd lost it. Their faces went from happy relief to pure shock the second they spotted Freya dangling lifeless in my arms.
I didn't pause. Didn't even slow my roll. Just barreled through the bunch and straight into the house.
I set her down on the living room couch as careful as I could. Her head flopped to one side, arms just dropping like dead weight.
She looked gone. Like, really gone.
No way. I jammed my fingers against her neck, hunting for a pulse. There it was weak, all over the place, but yeah, still beating.
Freya... baby... open your eyes, I shot through our bond, praying she'd pick it up.
Zip. Nada.
Just this awf
