Lawrence’ POV

The eerie silence that crept under your skin and made your wolf restless pervaded the corridor outside George's hospital room. The slight growl I had heard seconds before was not muffled by the distant hum of the hospital's backup generator, even though my heart was beating in time with it.

I cast a sidelong glance at George's room's closed door. Dr. Gideon, who had pledged to stabilize George for the time being, was behind it, as were Camilla and Mira. My instincts told me to ...