Elijah POV
I had failed in many ways as an alpha and a mate, but none so dramatically as I had when Ambrosia lost consciousness. I had made a decision, knowing that she may suffer, and she did. Sylvia licked her paw as I hefted her back into my arms, cradling her head against my shoulder.
I looked down at Rosalia’s broken, crumpled form and flinched away from the sight.
She was wrong. She deserved this.
But she and I had been friends far longer than we’d been enemies- at least, in my mind. I left her, focusing that energy instead on Terry. Where are you? I thought you were checking on Ambrosia!
I was, I swear, but I found something… He hesitated, and over the link I felt apprehension and dread seep through. You’ll want to come and see this Alpha. It’s Jerome.
I felt an immediate surg
