The person did not survive despite all of Jordan's efforts. By the time the alpha had pulled the person out of the water, the sun had hidden behind the horizon completely covering the beach in a sinister darkness. His grey sweatpants were drenched completely and the person in his arms was dead, his limp arms swaying with each of Jordan's clumsy steps over the wet sand. Nessa knew it the moment she saw the body, pale and unmoving but the alpha still clung onto the little hope he had.
They had rushed without a moment's hesitation to Jordan's mom's clinic which fortunately wasn't far away from the Haunted Beach and was empty when they stepped in. The middle-aged woman panicked when they entered but regained herself immediately and soon confirmed Nessa's belief.
Jordan slumped into a chair
