Nikita’s pov
I sprinted to the hospital where they were taking him. My heart thumped hysterically in my chest, almost as though it were about to jump out of my ribcage. Panting, I halted in front of the Emergency Room. I wasn’t allowed inside, as I wasn’t his family.
For the first time since my mom died, I wanted to cry. We were so close to being one. Why did something bad have to happen when everything was going so well?
“How is he?” I asked the first healer who walked out of the emergency room. She cast a quick glance at me.
“Who? Are you asking about the Alpha that was brought a few minutes ago?” she asked, despite being in a hurry.
I nodded my head.
“Well, not good; I am afraid. There are signs of him being poisoned. The wounds aren’t that deep, but he isn’t healing the way
