He kicked open the door to his bedroom and laid her carefully on his bed, smoothing her tangled hair back from her face. Her nightgown was torn and filthy, her feet scratched and bleeding, but her breathing was steady and her pulse was strong under his fingers.
"Lilith," he said quietly, his hand cupping her cheek. "Come on. Wake up."
Nothing.
Sebastian dropped to his knees beside the bed and took her hand, pressing it between both of his. "Please. Please wake up."
Lucian was pacing at the foot of the bed, his whole body vibrating with barely contained violence. "Where the fuck is the doctor?"
"Here."
Dr. Aldric swept into the room with his medical bag already open, his silver hair catching the lamplight as he moved to Lilith's side. He was older than any of them, had been the pack physician for thirty years, and his hands were steady as he began his examination.
