(Willa)
“Holy s.hit The Alpha is alive,” someone said, more panicked than I heard them sound even when he was dying.
I fell into the bed next to my son. Emmett sat up and smiled at me widely.
“Emmett, what happened?” I croaked; my voice was unsteady and showed the depth of my confusion.
I still didn’t believe it. I didn’t understand.
“The tingles in me. They wanted to help,” Emmett explained.
Was he getting some kind of power already? I thought that wouldn’t have developed until later. It didn’t matter. Whatever he did was working. I just hoped it held.
“Emmett.” I pulled him to me and buried my head in his hair, breathing in the scent of my pup.
I couldn’t believe it. I didn't believe it.
I had just lost him.
For Good.
“Check his vitals.” A nurse came next to me.
Everyon
