Ophelia let out a whimpering groan as Rowan entered the House. He could see her closing her eyes due to exhaustion. “Just a little while longer, love.” He murmured softly to her.
“What the hell is going on here?” Rowan heard someone speak from in front of him as he realized that they were not alone. Standing in front of him, surrounding his armchair in the centre of the hall, were all his Betas except for Justin and Victor, along with Clarke and Varis.
Rowan cussed under his tone as he glanced down at the dying girl in his arms and looked back up at the members of his pack.
“She needs medical attention.” Rowan replied sharply, proceeding to take her to the stairs before a voice stopped him.
“I’ll take her.” Justin was standing behind him with a forlorn and horrified expression on hi
