“Considering a loup-garou’s healing rate he should be okay in a day or two. What he needs most is rest. Don’t let him do anything. Baby him.” Dr. Artis paused. “For tonight just keep him warm, feed him broth, and wake him up every few hours. He’ll be in a lot of pain but he’ll recover. Oh, and he’ll need an icepack for his eyes, once he’s warm.”
“Is there anything else I can do?”
“Yes, get the bastard that did this to us. Sean belongs to all of us, Alpha.”
Armand heard someone at the door. He saw one of the pack bitches holding Elena by the shoulder to prevent her from entering the room.
“I tried to stop her Alpha, but she wouldn’t settle until she saw him.”
“Papa…Papa, Daddy is back?”
Armand went to the door to the master suite. “He’s hurt and in bed, sweetie. He doesn’t look so goo
