Author's POV
Henry had barely entered the office with the medication when he found Alpha Astra gasping for breath.
"Alpha, are you alright? What's with all the coughing?" Panic laced his voice as he rushed to her side.
"I... cough cough... I'm... fine," Alpha Astra managed, each word clearly causing her pain.
Henry hovered anxiously beside her desk. "Alpha, you look absolutely terrible. I should take you to the hospital—you're pale as a ghost."
Alpha Astra attempted to wave him off, her hand trembling with the effort. But before she could voice her refusal, her eyes rolled back, and she slumped in her chair, lips slightly parted, consciousness vanishing in an instant.
"Alpha! What the hell is happening?" Henry cried out, true fear gripping him. "Please wake up, Alpha!"
