Alpha Azriel
Her anxiety is contagious as it makes me anxious and James doesn’t look any better.
Dr. Grant regards Azriel for a moment before looking at us. His eyes are sad, eyebrows drawn together, which makes my heart thud in apprehension. I clench my fists, preparing for the worst.
“I think Alpha is losing his wolf,” he says.
Alessia’s gasps, clapping her hand over her mouth.
“How…? He was fine until yesterday,” I say, bewildered.
He frowns. “That’s…strange.”
He glances at his prone form before saying, “We have to run some tests. Did something odd happen to him? Did he eat or inhale anything?”
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