After a few moments, Noah returned with a stone container filled with hot water.
Few drops fell on his feet while he was rushing, but he was too occupied with his mate's thoughts to notice.
He strode past the others standing outside and entered the room and froze seeing his mate's condition.
"Baby dove..." He mumbled pitifully and tried his best to hold back his tears. He wanted to stay strong for his mate's sake, so he took a deep breath to calm himself.
His mother was the first to notice him. She strode toward him and took the stone container from his hands, "She will be fine"
The queen didn't know what else to say other than that. Even she was feeling sad seeing Lyra's condition, so she didn't dare to think about the level of her son's grief.
Noah clenched his fists and stepped toward the bed.
