ALARIC POV
I jolted awake, not because of the burning pain that felt like it was tearing my entire body apart, but because of Orin’s howl, a warning laced with danger.
“ALARIC!! WAKE UP!! Our mate, Reeve—he’s in danger! They’ve cornered him!”
Orin thrashed wildly, clawing at the walls of my consciousness. I opened my eyes, blinking hard. My breath came fast, dragging in cold air that smelled of medicine. I realized I was no longer in the Forbidden Forest—I was lying on a bed.
“Sword Bearer? You’re awake?” A Healer approached. “Don’t move too much, you’re still recovering. Alpha Dorian said—”
“Where is Reeve?” I growled.
“He… he’s not here. Calm down, you need to rest and stay in bed.”
“I need to find him!”
Two more Healers rushed in, and the three of them tried to hold my should
