Connie’s eyes widen as she listens to the screams from down the hall. “Who in the world is that?” she asks.
Autumn grabs a few kits and swabs. “Liam,” she huffs as she runs out the door.
The door to a room at the end of the hall is standing open and it’s not hard to figure out that’s where the yelling is coming from. Autumn bursts in to find Duncan cowering in the corner while Liam stands next to the bed yelling at him.
“What are you doing?” she snaps, stepping between the Alpha and Duncan.
“I could ask you the same thing,” Liam replies, lowering his tone to address her.
The Alpha looks horrible. All the color has gone from his face, leaving him pale and sickly. The bags under his eyes are dark and deep, showing a lack of sleep.