Percy’s POV

The lights overhead buzzed faintly, a sound that drilled into my skull with every passing second. I sat on the edge of the metal table while my Beta stood a few steps away, fists clenched so tightly his knuckles grew pale.

“This is madness,” he said hoarsely. “Alpha, you’ve already lost too much blood. Your ribs are fractured, your shoulder hasn’t healed, and the bites…”

“I know,” I interrupted calmly.

“No. You don’t. Because if you did, you wouldn’t be ...