King Alpha Nero's POV:
It had been a few days, and Mya's condition hadn't improved. We worked on her around the clock. Ezra filled Mya's trolley with linens and cloths. I made Ezra give Chastity nightgowns to wear. Those brown sack-looking things were awfully dreadful. Of course, Domina tried to come down, but Ezra put the brakes on that. She didn't have the right to be here, and she knew that. My phone rang. "Alpha Nero speaking."
"How is she?"
"No changes, Julian. We might have to prepare for the worst."
"She will make it. I know she will."
"Keep Mya in your prayers," I whispered.
"Does she need anything?"
"I need more clothes. Have Mira pack me a suitcase of old clothes to throw away. And a few cases of water. I'll be here for a while. I'm not leaving until she's gone or b
