Xavier rushed into the pack's infirmary, his body aching from the fight, but his mind was solely focused on Magnus. Damien was already there, pacing back and forth. The moment Damien saw Xavier carrying their bloodied companion, his eyes widened.
“Magnus!” Damien strode forward, but Doctor Alexander and the nurses quickly moved to assist, guiding Magnus onto a stretcher.
“Get him to the room, now!” Alexander ordered the staff.
The nurses worked swiftly, taking Magnus away while Xavier slumped against the wall, exhausted. Damien turned to Xavier, concern etched deep in his features.
“What the hell happened out there? He looks like he fought a whole army.”
Xavier chuckled, though it was more out of relief. “Well, if you count a rogue pack as an army, then yeah, pretty muc
