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Killian's POV

I was the Alpha of my pack, everyone knew that, but the injuries sustained by Hades' men and that traitor called Dylan, needed to be addressed urgently.

More warriors came to this place and led me straight to the pack healer's district. Anyone being treated at that moment would need to be taken away while I sit on the bed, I mean the VIP bed.

"What about my men? The warriors that were shot in the leg." I asked the ones conveying me to the pack healer but their response was kind of vague. I wanted to release myself from their grip and kick them in their asses, but they held me tighter and didn't permit me to make a move till we got into the pack healer's district where they dumped me on the bed.

I knew right then that if it wasn't for their cooperation with me ever since I could have easily died amongst them as their combined energies might bring me down. But loyalty was something considered with high reference back then and I could sense that in the lives of my warri