"Klaus! Alpha Klaus!"
I hastily dismounted from the horse to check on him. Klaus lay unconscious on the ground, his face pallid, his eyes shut tight, showing no response to my calls.
"What do I do? Klaus, what do I do?" I muttered to myself.
I held his body tightly. Unlike before, his skin now felt cold, devoid of the previous warmth, making my trembling hands shiver. I touched the wound on his back, where the blood had dried into purple scabs. If not for the faint but steady rise and fall of his chest, I would have thought I was holding a corpse.
But I knew that even though he was an Alpha, his body wouldn't hold up for much longer.
I had to help him. It was as if someone had given me an irresistible command in my mind. I didn't know why I thought like this, but... I just knew I coul
