~SYLION'S POV~
The car barely stopped before I was out of it. My shoes hit the stone steps of the mansion with a loud thud, and the guards standing on both sides froze, their gazes following me.
I didn't even spare them a glance.
The moment the call had ended, my heart had sunk like a stone into water, dragging everything with it... reason, calm, pride. All gone. Only fear remained, raw and gnawing.
Inside the mansion, chaos reigned.
Guards paced in agitation, voices overlapping as healers rushed through the corridor carrying baskets of herbs and silver cases of medical tools.
The scent of crushed leaves and bitter roots was everywhere, clashing with the usual faint fragrance of polished wood.
"Alpha..." one of the guards stepped forward.
"Where is she?" My voice was sharper than I intended. The air shifted, thick with my aura. He swallowed and bowed his head immediately.
"In her chamber, Alpha. The physician is with her."
