Reed’s pov
“Alpha?” I groaned internally but for some reason I feel too tired to open my eyes. There is only pain. My head, my chest . . . burning pain. My side, my arm. Pain. Pain and hushed words in the gloom. Where am I? Though I try, I cannot open my eyes. The whispered words become clearer . . . a beacon in the darkness.
“His left and right ribs are severely bruised and he had a hairline fracture at the right side of the skull but he is healing faster and most of his injuries are already healed.
“Then why is he still unconscious?”
“He will wake when he is ready. Just give him some time.”
“Any news on Miss Rockwood?” the words were anguish, breathless.
“I can’t find her. I don’t know where she is, I tried the finding spell but as if she is totally disappeared from the world.” Now
