Chapitre 92: Favorite

With both his children in the infirmary, Alpha Vincent was fuming with rage. He gave the order for both of them to be taken care of however it was becoming painfully clear someone was getting preferential treatment.

Amarna hung back with Safira, Greyson, and Archer. They were assigned a room and had been left alone since. Safira's bleeding had not stopped and when she regained consciousness momentarily, it was Greyson who was holding her hand.

When she fainted again, he grew even more anxious.

"Do they even care about her!" Greyson roared in anger, as he punched the wall, leaving a dent in it.

Amarna accessed Safira's condition, worried as the wound showed no signs of healing. She took it upon herself to save the she-wolf.

"There are people who want her dead," she declared in a grave tone as she cut open Safira's blouse to gain access to the wound.

"I will kill them, all of them," Greyson clenched his jaw and curled his hands into fists.