River POV
The moment I felt her panic, a wave of unease washed over me. I swiftly rose from my seat and pushed through the doors leading to the rooms, disregarding the receptionist's pleas. The distinct scent of Erin guided me, leading me to burst into the room she was in. Erin was restrained in a chair, barely conscious. This was far from normal; they knew she was a shifter and had been messing with her.
The doctor, feigning ignorance, initially urged me to leave. But her facade crumbled as she realized I saw through her deception. Without wasting a moment, I released Erin from her restraints and cradled her in my arms. She was limp, her consciousness stolen by the combination of wolfsbane and other unknown substances.
"Why are you with Erin, rogue?" the doctor demanded, her voice tin
