Ryder’s POV

Amelia’s body was broken, blood soaking through her clothes. Her breaths came shallow, her skin almost colorless. My chest tightened until it hurt just to breathe.

I scooped her into my arms, ignoring the blood soaking into me, and sprinted back toward the pack house.

“Doctor! Now!” I barked the second I burst through the doors.

Servants scrambled. The doctor came rushing in, his face going grim the moment he saw Amelia. “Set her down!” he ordered.

I laid her gently on ...