Leo’s POV
“s**t!” I exclaim after I heard the latest news I was getting from the medical clinic regarding Kathleen’s prognosis. “Pardon my French, but this is a f*****g disaster!”
The only wolves present, however, were Troy, Marissa, and baby Gabriel. None of them seem to mind hearing their Lycan king swearing like a sailor.
The aged Queen Luna would have eventually been fine if her blasted son hadn’t put the silver cuffs on his own mother and taken the key. The lack of oxygen combined with the silver that dulled her own Lycans ability to heal her, and adding in her advanced age, did not bode well. It took some time to locate the key to the cuffs in the back pocket of the trousers on Marcell’s dead body.
If Kathleen manages to survive, she might suffer some brain damage, or wors
