Aurora’s POV

I carried him into the ward like I was carrying a weight meant for two. Alpha Gray’s body was warm and heavy, but something that had always lived inside him was not there. The wolf was gone.

Nurses moved around us with quick, careful steps. Machines blinked. One of the doctors checked his pulse, then his pupils, then the IV line.

I sat on the edge of the bed and laid my hand on Alpha Gray’s wrist. My fingers trembled, but my voice stayed steady when I said, “He’s lost ...