CHAPTER 95: DON'T EVER LEAVE MY SIGHT AGAIN
DONOVAN'S POV:
My heart was thumping against my ribs like a trapped bird as I headed to the pack clinic. I jumped on my bike and tore through the streets, the engine screaming as I pushed it to the limit. I didn't care about the speed limits or who saw me. I needed the pack doctor, and I needed him five minutes ago.
When I skidded to a halt in front of Dr. Aris’s clinic, the tires smoked. I burst through the doors, chest heaving, sweat dripping down my face and mixing with the dried rogue blood on my neck.
Dr. Aris looked up from his desk, eyes wide. "Donovan? Son, you’re shaking. And you’re covered in... is that blood? What happened? Are you hurt?"
"Not me," I panted, wiping my forehead with the back of my hand. "It’s Amanda. Am
