Aurora pov

At the hospital

When we entered the room, Ryan was sitting on the edge of the bed, his back straight but his face a little pale.

“Ryan,” I called softly before rushing over. My arms wrapped around him before I could stop myself.

“Oh, Aurora,” he murmured, hugging me back firmly. “What are you doing here?”

We broke the hug and I searched his face. “Alpha Manuel told me what happened to you. I’m so sorry,” I said, my voice trembling.

He gave me a small, warm ...