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Selena screams against my chest as another contraction rips through our bond hard enough that my own muscles tense. I tighten my arms around her while I run, keeping her as steady as I can.

"I've got you."

Her fingers dig into my shoulder. "Arlene?"

I look toward Darian.

He's crying.

I've never seen Darian cry.

Blood covers him. Arlene barely moves in his arms, and I can feel Alpha energy continuously flowing from him through their bond.

"She's still with us."

"Is she healing?"

I don't answer fast enough.

"Rylan."

"Darian is keeping her stable."

Selena's eyes close as another wave of pain builds. "The dagger?"

"Still in."

"Good."

Her contraction hits before she can say anything else. She cries out and curls against me as my Lycan surges forward.

Mate. Pup.

"I know."

Pup coming.

Our daughter shifts lower.

Fuck.

I reach through the pack link without slowing. "Silver Moon, update."

The answer comes immediately. "Hospital is ready, Alpha. Healers are waiting. Route from the border is clear."

"Keep it clear. We're coming in fast."

I press my lips against Selena's forehead. “We're almost home.”

Her breathing is ragged against my neck. “Arlene too?”

I look at Darian again. He's feeding his mate more energy.

Too much.

His stride changes.

“Darian.”