31 — induced coma

Everything that happens in front of me goes in slow motion, and I stare as I try to move as quickly as possible through the people to get to her.

My wolf is agitated; he wants to kill and tear apart the other one — who, even though pregnant, doesn't seem to care about hurting herself or her child.

She still holds my mate's hair while shouting something I can't hear. My steps are firm, and Malia seems weak, blinking slowly.

I panic when I see her dress start to turn red. Blood. Her blood.

Joshua appears and pulls his chosen mate away, staring at her in disbelief. I feel a lump in my throat and want to cry now.

I pick Malia up in my arms and hold her against my chest, running out of the hall very quickly. I follow a familiar path, and when I reach the entrance of the infirmary, I have no voice to explain.

Damon is the one who appears and tells everything exactly while I stare at the blood on my fingers, remembering where it came from and that it could be a risk to my child.

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