Ethan was barely conscious as he lay sprawled on the cold stone floor, his breath coming in shallow gasps. Ryker was beside him, crouched low, shaking him desperately in an attempt to keep him awake. But it wasn’t working. Ethan’s eyes kept fluttering shut, his body too heavy, too weak to respond. The wolfsbane coursing through his system was too strong, overwhelming even his powerful lycan healing abilities. He was slipping fast. Summer stood a few feet away, and even from that ...