Azraiel drops to his knees and quickly lifts Charlotte’s fragile body and cradles her in his arms.
“Charlotte?” His voice doesn’t express the fear he feels.
He gulps down the tears. “Ch-Charlotte?” His voice breaks.
“Alpha?” Theo enters the tent and stops in his tracks when he sees the state Charlotte is in.
Behind him, Katya enters the tent but her reaction is the exact opposite. She rushes to Charlotte as soon as she sees her.
Katya sits down next to Azraiel and slowly inspects Charlotte’s body.
She checks her pulse calmly while everything inside her is screaming to get away from here as soon as possible.
“Her pulse isn’t regular.” She mutters to herself.
Closing her eyes, she puts her right palm on Charlotte’s forehead and starts chanting something.
The more she chants, the more pained her face looks.
Theo finally moves and sits down near Charlotte’s legs.
“Alpha?” He calls Azraiel when he notices the broken expression on his best friend’s face.
