Ethan's POV
The call came just after noon.
I was in the middle of reviewing contracts when my phone lit up with the house staff's number. My stomach dropped before I even answered—they never called unless something was wrong.
"Alpha Holt, it's your grandmother. She collapsed this morning. We've taken her to Memorial Hospital."
Fuck.
I was out the door in seconds, barely remembering to grab my jacket. The drive to the hospital felt endless, my mind racing through worst-case scenarios.
Grandmother was the spine of this family. Without her...
No. I wouldn't think like that.
The hospital parking lot was already crowded with familiar cars when I arrived. Mom's Mercedes. Sophie's compact sedan. Even the staff had brought Marcus in the pack SUV.
I found them clustered
