Mia's POV

The cold marble floor pressed against my back as I lay at the bottom of the stairs, listening to the commotion above. My ribs ached, my breathing shallow, but my wolf, Ima, worked quickly, knitting my bones back together and numbing the pain. I stayed still, my eyes closed, feigning helplessness to see how they would react.

Mia! Xaviers voice called out, his footsteps echoing as he rushed toward me. Nathan and Sean followed close ...