The current state of the pack was regrettable, though the pure wolves had won and managed to kill off all the ‘birthed’ wolves they still sustained serious injuries as well. Lucius was no different, the sharp pain coming from the wide open wound by the side of his torso made it difficult to breathe yet despite it, he pressed on to find Laila; his heart was troubled at the thought that she could have been badly injured as well.
Shifting back to his human form increased the sensitivity of his wound, the pain was so strong it caused him to topple over but fortunately enough his body was caught by a pair of gentle hands; the ones he would recognize anywhere. Laila stood by his side and assisted his weight, seeing with his own eyes that she was okay gave him much relief, he let out a deep sigh
