Auren POV

I studied Ardyn’s face carefully, searching for even a hint of deception. There was none only raw, steady worry for Lorien. As much as I hated it, trust was my only option.

Sweat slicked her skin, her temperature rising by the second. If we didn’t cool her down soon, the damage could become irreversible body, mind, all of it.

“Get me some ice packs!” I barked.

The doctor bolted. “How far is it?” I demanded.

“About two hours,” Ardyn said. “But I’ll need to take ...