Raul's POV
-One week ago-
I watched Maisie lay looking lifeless and my heart kept on flipping, it felt like every time I looked at her and she showed no sound of responding, all that happened was her breathing, it wasn't loud, I sometimes had to reach my hands close to her nose to check if she was breathing.
I spent the whole day, I called the healer, who came to my room happily at first, but suddenly became reluctant when she saw Maisie.
"And why do you think I will heal a slave for you?" She asked glaring hard at me.
"Because I'm asking for your help," I replied.
"I'm sorry, but I won't help her, I don't care if she dies, she's a slave, a rogue's daughter at that, why should I help her?" She asked moving to the door.
"If you don't, I'll tell the Alpha about your business outside the Pack," I said and she stilled immediately, her hands releasing the door knob she held.
"What do you mean by that?" She turned to me her face pale.