Fagua

The sound of glass shattering and a body hitting the floor caused my heart to jump into my throat. I didn’t hesitate. I ran into the kitchen

"Husk!"

He was lying on the floor with the refrigerator door wide open.

I knelt next to him, and my hand trembled as I reached out to check his pulse. His shallow breathing calmed me a fraction. But why had he passed out? He had an injury on his shoulder, but wolves healed quickly.

"What's going on here?" Winter said from the doorway. "It looks like a tornado hit this place."

"It's Husk. He's unconscious," I called out, not wanting to leave his side.

Winter and Sky rushed into the kitchen. The panicked looks on their faces made my chest tighten.

"What happened?" Winter demanded.

"I have no idea," I said. "I mean, he was fine earlier when he was fighting the wolves and then I found him like this."

"Is he breathing?" Sky knelt next to me and his magic swirled around us.

"He's breathing. I can feel his pulse too. And he's warm." My fingers touched