Gideon’s POV
I was supposed to be resting, to allow my body to heal from the intense wounds and exhaustion my body had suffered. But how could I relax when my son was out there, taken, undoubtedly frightened?
Consistently, I tried to sit up or even stand, but each time, the healers led me back to the bed and forced me to lie down. I was in such a physically weakened state that I couldn’t fight back, even though I desperately wanted to. When they pushed me back to the bed, I had to go.
I hated feeling this helpless. This was my son. I needed to be out there searching for him.
If anything were to happen to him…
No. I couldn’t think that.
“Alpha,” Xavier said, appearing at the door.
I tensed, seeing him. He would only appear if he had more news, and I wasn’t sure if I could handle an
