Lyra
The door burst open with a crash, making me jolt in fear where I sat.
“Make way for the Alpha!”
Two men rushed in, supporting a heavily bleeding Lewis between them. His steps were unsteady, his body sagging heavily against their shoulders.
“Lewis!” I screamed, rushing forward.
He looked up and tried to force a smile through his bloody lips, raising his good hand to wave at me but the attempt was futile.
“Don’t look at me like that. I’ve been through worse.”
“W-worse?” I stuttered. “You’re bleeding all over the floor. What the hell happened?”
The guards lowered him onto the couch. He leaned back, grimacing as he tried to steady his breathing. One of his men began to explain: a huge fight had broken out between several groups at the hospital when they went to bring my father. My
