Priscilla's POV
" Priscilla!"
" Alpha", I hear them, I see their blurry feet as they run to me, I try to reach out to them to tell them I am fine, to tell them not to be bothered about me. I want to remind them of the children but my flesh finally gives in and my will can no longer support me. I feel the movements as they carry me up from the floor to their arms. Even in my unconscious state, they fidget, trying to pamper me, they do not see this as a reason to mistreat me. I hear Casandra sobs and tears flow down my eyes. They carry me for a while and I notice unusual silence. I am worried until I feel Adrian's arms taking me from whoever carried me. They had finally reached the exit route and the rest of the Pack was safe. Adrian carries me bridal style, hands underneath my waist, and
