Holding the now limp and moaning Moon in his arms, Liam walked out of the room without looking back or considering the almost-dying Aiden or the whimpering Diana.
He would have teleported, but he suddenly felt weak. Trying to get himself into his room again made him shake, and he dropped to his knees, still with Moon in his arms.
“Alpha!” One of the guards who had felt he wasted a lot of time inside and had come to check up on him called out, alerting the rest.
Moon’s moans grew into whimpers of pain. Liam felt the pain too, but he didn’t know if he felt a little of what she felt or worst, or if she was draining him of his energy.
“Moon?” He whispered still on his knees.
She shifted, but her eyes were tightly closed, and her tied-up hair was getting loose, making loose strands scat
