Larissa's POV.
The tears wouldn't stop seeping from my eyes as I cleaned up Zia, there was blood everywhere. On the bed, the floor and my clothes too.
Regardless, I continued to clean up my friend, finding relief in the fact she's still breathing.
I'm still cleaning her up when footsteps echoed behind, into my room and I tilt to find Jake and three familiar women. And then there was the man who knew how to set my body burning under his single gaze– Alpha Thane. He walked into the room but stopped at the door.
Jake dropped the bag he was holding and scooted to the side of the bed. With tears clouding my eyes, I watched him take Ziandra's hand in his and kissed it. It was soul-wrenching seeing a man weep as he did as he continued to kiss her hand.
“Hello, Lady Larissa,” the first woman
