Lyra
I sat by Liam’s bedside watching the doctor bandage his wound.
“He’ll heal faster if you let him rest,” the doctor said as he finished. “Don’t wake him unless you absolutely have to. His wolf did what it could, but the healing only worked on the inside. Out here, the damage is worse.”
“Okay.”
The doctor left, and the door shut behind him. I glanced at Liam’s beta standing nearby, his broad shoulders tense, face straight. I could see how exhausted he was from his eyes. His clothes were rumpled, and his hair very untidy, as if he hadn’t slept in days.
“What happened, Jonathan?” I finally forced myself to ask, breaking the silence. How did Liam get this wound?” I knew how, but I wanted to hear him confirm it. “Why didn’t he treat it? Tell me everything.”
“Luna.” He bowed, and I sm
