Alan’s jaw tightened, and I could see the effort it took for him to keep his composure. “We got to her as quickly as we could,” he said evenly. “I understand your anger, but our priority now is her recovery.”
“Your priority should’ve been keeping her safe in the first place!” Amber’s father snapped.
“Arold, stop,” her mother said softly, placing a hand on his arm. “This isn’t helping.”
Alek wasn’t done. He turned to the nurse standing nearby, desperation etched into every line of his face. “Would being with her mates help her heal faster?”
The question hung in the air like a grenade, and everyone froze. Amber’s mother looked stunned, her eyes darting between the three of us.
The word “mates” hung in the air like a bomb, and I froze. We hadn’t had a chance to explain that to them
