Victor's POV
Ava collapsed into my arms. Rain had drenched her body.
My wolf surged forward instantly, alert and tense, its senses locking onto her condition with sharp focus. It didn’t like this. Neither did I.
I looked down at her, her body limp against mine, her skin flushed, her breathing uneven. Water clung to her lashes, her lips slightly parted, but there was no awareness behind it.
“Ava.” I called out, but there was no response.
My brows drew tight as I adjusted my hold on her, pulling her closer to keep her from slipping. “It’s me,” I said quietly, my voice lower than usual, steadier than I felt.
But she was already unconscious.
My wolf let out a low, uneasy growl, pacing hard beneath my skin as if it could force her to wake. I didn’t waste another second. Scooping her up f
