Alpha Darius's POV
A loud knock came again.
I growled low, my wolf furious at the interruption. Clara was beneath me, breathing hard, her body still trembling from everything we had just done.
"What?" I barked toward the door, not moving from where I was.
"Alpha," came Xander's urgent voice through the wood. "You need to come immediately."
"I'm busy."
"It's about Alpha Killian."
I stilled. Clara's eyes met mine, and I could see the concern already building there.
"What about him?" I called back, irritation clear in my voice.
"His condition worsened. He's having a seizure."
The words hit me like cold water. I pulled back from Clara immediately, my arousal dying instantly.
Seizures were rare in werewolves. Almost impossible, actually. Our healing abilities and strong constitution
