Xander’s POV
A sharp, throbbing pain hit through my skull as I slowly regained consciousness. My body ached all over, but I ignored it. I was in the infirmary, but the place was eerily silent—too quiet. The usual hum of the healers, the scent of metals and blood. The soft whispers of the wounded—none of it was there. It was just me, my pains and…
I turned my head, wincing at the ache that flared through my neck.
Theo.
He was lying on a bed beside mine, unconscious. His chest rose and fell in steady but shallow breaths. What the hell had happened? Why were we both here? What was going on?
Was the pack attacked?
If so, why didn't I see injured sentinels?
I tried to recall what had happened, but the moment I reached into my mind, a sharp pain shot through my skull, making megrim. My me
