Jacobs, our senior healer, approached with a grave expression. “Luna Mira, her injuries are severe. The head trauma... it’s critical. We’ll do everything we can, but we need to stabilize her quickly.”
“Do whatever it takes. Please, save her,” I pleaded, my voice barely above a whisper. Desperation clawed at my insides, a mother’s helplessness crashing over me in waves.
Jacobs nodded, moving swiftly to organize his team. As I watched him work, Tobias silently sidled beside me and lowered his head as if in apology.
“Forgive me, Luna. I failed to protect the princess.”
“What happened, Tobias? Why are you gravely injured? Where is Aiden?” I demanded, my voice trembling with both fear and anger.
There was a long stretch of silence before the Beta answered, as if he was weighing his words.
“I'm sorry, Luna, but I'm not sure myself. Alpha Aiden received an urgent call, and judging from his expression, it seemed important. So he ordered us to lead your daughter to the spring. We tried to protect her, but the rogues—”
“Aiden left Lyra!?" I interrupted in utter disbelief. “He abandoned his own daughter in the woods?”**