My words hung in the air, and then Sequan staggered. “Silas.” He groaned and nearly dropped to the ground. “Something is wrong with Silas.” He looked to me.
“Fuck.” I spun and started running.
Rowan and Sequan caught up with me as I headed straight towards the fighting. “Why f**k?” Sequan panted next to us.
Rowan looked over at the guard. “Because Silas is a three hundred-year-old Alpha that spent most of that being the man that trained the entire Royal Guard. He should be one of the last of us to be hurt in any attack, mainly because he is just that good. Out of everyone here, he has survived wars, attacks, and single-handedly trained Lycans to battle.”
Sequan nodded. “Yeah…I know all of that.”
“Then why did Rowan and Silas get hurt?” I panted as I ran. “Out of everyone here. All
