"Keshton is here with an injured she-wolf?"
The news of the typically aloof and detached Alpha bringing a female with him was enough to rouse healer Trace from two-days worth of exhaustion. He lifted his weary body from the couch where he had been resting and hurried to the VIP room.
Without knocking, he entered the hospital room to find an unconscious woman lying on the bed. Keshton was there, covering her with a white blanket that he had found nearby.
"So it was not a rumor…" Trace murmured to himself.
Keshton glanced at him. "Examine her," he instructed.
Trace nodded, carefully assessing Sibyl's injuries in a single glance. Her face was pale from blood loss due to her injuries, but what caught Trace’s attention was her torn clothing. He narrowed his eyes at Keshton. "Don't you thin
