Lillian
I am sitting at Hunter's bedside contemplating how I want to go about telling him what happened. I love my son, but I know his temper. He is going to destroy everything standing in his way to get to Aryana as well as the pups. In a sense that's a good thing, but I fear at this point he may injure himself or other pack members. I held his hand and rubbed my thumb over his knuckles.
I know he is going to be okay. The tranquilizers were not a high enough dose to kill him. Just enough to knock him out for a while.
As soon as I had heard Hunter was on his way here, I headed right over. Kyle and a few of our other warriors rushed him into the hospital about a half hour ago. I will not sit in a shelter and hide, while my son is here unconscious, my husband is out fighting and Aryana
