ALPHA CHRIS BAXTER.
We had barely arrived back at the Night Sky pack grounds when I was hit by what felt like an overwhelming sense of doom. I could barely breathe, and my heart was pounding so hard that it felt as though it would burst through my chest at any moment. I clutched my chest and tried to call out for help, but no words were escaping my lips. I felt light-headed, and the air felt thin around me. As my body got heavier, I began to slowly crumple to the ground. Amber's voice was muffled as she ran towards me. Was I dying? It was practically unheard of for a werewolf to die of a heart attack. Especially a young Alpha blooded one who was in good health. Yet the way that I felt right now, I couldn't help wondering if that was what was happening to me. I thought of Chloe and of the
