LIAM
Maddox seemed to be just fine, and I knew that he and Missy would need some time together before I could discuss what happened with him.
Axel briefed me on what happened once Langston and Maddox arrived at the inn. Looking over at Langston as my uncle went about waking him and checking him over, I was worried. His injuries sounded severe, and our expedited healing capabilities couldn’t fix everything; some injuries were just too extreme.
About 30 minutes later, my uncle came over to me. “He’s as comfortable as we can get him here,” he said. “I will be back with supplies to move him.”
“How’s it look?” I asked.
He shook his head. “I need to get some images to be sure, but I am not confident he will regain function of his legs,” he said quietly. I nodded my head; I never wanted t
