Kyra's POV
The antiseptic smell of the hospital burned my nose as I struggled to sit up.
Sylvia, paced anxiously in my mind. "Something's wrong. That voice outside... it seems to be Nathan’s."
My breath hitched.
But before I could dwell on it, the door swung open and Kieran strode in, his broad shoulders blocking the light. Even in human form, he carried the predatory grace of an Alpha—every movement calculated, dangerous.The scent of cedar and musk wrapped around me like a physical presence, making my pulse stutter.
"What's going on?" My voice came out weaker than I intended.
Kieran's ice-blue eyes flickered with something unreadable as he settled into the chair beside my bed. "Nothing concerning you. Just dealing with some... disobedient pack members."
I clenched the thin hospital blanket in my fists. Liar. Sylvia growled low in my mind, "He's hiding something. That was Nathan's scent outside."
