Chapter Eight

Alpha Michael’s POV:

"Out of my way!" A growl rumbled through my chest as I pushed past maids and guards walking past. I was filled with a sense of panic that spread throughout my body like a malignant tumor.

I kicked the door to my chambers open, yelling at the guards to get the Pack's physician. I carefully placed her on the bed, the side of the bed dipping as I took a seat beside her.

I checked her pulse. It was weak but she had one. Her blond hair lacked luster and was a mess behind her compared to the beautiful golden halo it used to be when I made love to her one time in the past.

Pushing to my feet, I walked to the window and pulled the drapes open before coming back to sit on the bed. Hell, I wasn't going to leave her side no matter what. So much had happened and maybe I needed someone beside me too.

The physician arrived in less than twenty minutes and I pushed to my feet, walking towards him. "She collapsed. Nothing bad must happen to her, please.