*Uriel POV*
Uriel peeled his dried bloody clothes from his skin, his chest and arms were stained red and his hands were covered in dried blood. He looked in the mirror, he was shocked at his appearance and wondered how the nurse kept a straight face. There was blood smeared on his face from where he abruptly wiped his tears and dried flakes of blood throughout his hair. He turned on the sink on abruptly, he let out a strained ragged breath and started furiously scrubbing his skin.
Tears streamed down his face as he sobbed, He felt worthless that he couldn't help his brother. He tried to act heroically by coming in and shooting him with the dart but in the end Cane had to save him again. He had never seen Ares that way, even when the pack had been taken over by rogues. He was completely unhinged and unable to control his wolf, when the dart barely affected Ares he felt true terror for the first time in his life.