"Lady Diana! Please help us!"
Snow called for the healer in the academy as they rushed Zev into her quarters. It was well darkened, and the crescent moon hung in the air. Diana was just about to close up for the day when she saw one of the alpha';s sons bleeding and barely conscious.
"Dear goddess! Bring him here!" she pulled the cloth over her examination table and they set him down. Both ladies had tears in their eyes, but the only difference was that Snow's was falling freely.
Zev who was letting out weak grunts signalled that he was still alive and anytime Diana touched him, it hurt. His wounds had been covered by pieces of fabric and judging from the rags that Snow now wore, it was very clear where they came from.
