Friedrich’s POV
I jolt awake, my eyes flying open to find three familiar faces hovering above me, their grins stretching across their faces like kids on a Christmas morning.
“My love Friedrich,” Velvet says in her usual light voice, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “You’re finally awake.”
“Young alpha, you’re up!” Seraphine, Draven’s mate, squeals.
Lillian, the pack doctor and Cassian’s mate, chuckles softly. “I guess Beta Harriett didn’t hold back, huh?”
“Yeah, he didn’t,” I mutter, trying to sit up. My body disagrees with every movement, as if it has just run for a thousand miles.
Velvet takes my hand, squeezing it gently. “But my sweet Friedrich you did amazing.”
I want to believe that but I don't—can’t. I’m sure she hadn't heard about the fight until I was out cold. Velvet a
