Amara's POV
"Joan, come to the dining room right now," Pride mind-linked him through our pack's mind-link, while looking at me as if I was a stranger.
In just a few minutes, Joan walked in and bowed low in respect.
"Take that woman to a healer; she's losing a lot of blood," he instructed as he went around the table and widened his eyes in shock.
He looked at me and then at Pride as if to question what had happened.
"I lost control and ended up hurting her when she was being disrespectful to my wife," he said as I raised a brow, stunned over how he was lying to his close friend just to protect me.
"I see, I'll take her to a healer right away," Joan answered and then leaned forward and lifted her in his arms.
Although she was still alive, she was unconscious.
As he walked out, I kept
