The next day, Alpha Garrett and I made our way to the hospital. As we approached the ward where little Sarah was kept, she spotted us from afar and a bright smile lit up her face. She quickly jumped up from her seat next to the orphanage mistress and ran towards me, throwing her arms around me in a tight hug. I hugged her back, feeling her small frame against mine, a rush of protectiveness flooding through me.

Sarah cupped my face in her tiny hands, her eyes wide and full of emotion as she ...