Killian's heart missed a beat as he saw Serena fall onto the ground. Her body fell like a broken doll, her luscious hair spreading out on the cold stone floor, and the ongoing blood in her eyes staining her face in such a way that his chest tightened. The strength with which she had been standing just a couple of seconds before was lost, making her stiff, rigid, unbearably still.
He charged forward blindly. The Alpha disappeared; nothing remained but the man. Kneeling down beside her, he placed shaking hands on her, one under her back and the other under her legs. Cold-skinned and shallow-breath as she was, she lived. That realization sent a bolt of panic coursing through him, sharper than the worst wound he'd ever suffered.
"Serena," he panted, his voice husky and begging. He gently lif
