Viola grimaced hard at the pain it sent through her back but still managed to work her arm free and reach for the doorknob. Just because she had brought Sebastian here didn't mean she trusted the people in this orphanage with his life. They had done something to her sister and the idea of staying away from her husband while he lay in there at their mercy didn't sit right with her at all.
She hadn't planned to fall unconscious and leave him to them in the first place. Her exhaustion and blood loss must have taken a greater toll than she had realized to knock her out the way it had.
Viola reached for the door handle again but just then the door opened from the inside and Miss Lara stepped out looking completely worn through, her hands stained dark with blood and her face carrying the expression of someone who had been fighting a losing battle for hours.
Viola pulled her arm fully away from Julia and turned to the older she-wolf. "How is he?"
