Nathan’s POV
I was at ho when I got a call.
“Hello. Are you the ergency contact for Ms. Darvin? She just got injured and was rushed to our hospital...”
For half a heartbeat, the world went silent.
Then my wolf lunged inside with a mix of panic and anger.
My grip tightened so hard the phone creaked. The veins along my hand rose like cords ready to snap.
Aria.
Injured.?
I didn’t wait for details. I hung up and barked, “Collins, get the car ready. We’re going to Harmsworth Group Private Hospital. Now.”
My Alpha tone rolled out sharp and unforgiving, the kind that made subordinates snap to attention. Collins was already scrambling behind before I even reached the door, muttering orders into his phone.
The mont I hit the lobby, my wolf was pacing, snarling against my ribs.
She’s hurt. She’s hurt. Move.
I shrugged on my suit jacket, barely aware I’d grabbed it.
The Bentley didn’t so much drive as tear through the streets. I didn’t care about the horns or the sharp swerves.
Before the car fully stopped, I shoved the door open and jumped out.
I never ran. Alphas didn’t run, except I was on a hunt.
But I did.
My usually frozen composure cracked, my wolf’s fear leaking into my eyes.
The receptionist recovered from her shock faster than most people could manage as soon as she saw “Alpha Nathan, what brings you here?”
“I need to know which departnt a woman nad Aria Darvin is in. She was admitted today.”
Her eyes widened. Everyone knew who that na belong to, my luna. They probably wouldn’t recognize her due to how different she looked after prison.
She typed like her life depended on it, then slid the information across. The second I had it, I was gone, my strides long, fast and fueled by panic I hadn’t felt since.
As I neared the departnt, two nurses’ voices drifted around the corner.
“You wouldn’t believe it. The paradics said the place was covered in blood. And when they brought the patient in, it looked like the bones were shattered.”
Blood? Bones shattered.
A cold wave crashed through . My fingertips began to tremble. My wolf stiffened, then roared in my head.
Find her. Now.
“Really? Need blood donations? I heard we’re running low—”
That was all I heard before instinct took over.
I rounded the corner and grabbed one of the nurses by the wrist, a little harder than intended.
“I’m the ergency contact for the patient inside,” I said, my voice raw and shaking. “I’m O-type. Where do I donate blood?”
My breath hitched.
“How is she? And the baby?”
Both nurses froze like prey under an Alpha’s shadow.
The one I held stared up at , speechless. “A...Alpha Nathan...”
My patience snapped.
“If you can’t answer a simple question like this, find another job!”
She flinched, jolted like lightning had struck her.
“A-All right! I’ll take you there imdiately!”
Good.
Because every second we wasted felt like another drop of Aria’s blood hitting the ground.
I followed right behind her, my body rigid with terror, my wolf scraping at my bones, snarling one single word over and over:
Mate.
Aria’s POV
I had just stepped out of the departnt, Lana cradled against my hip, when I caught sight of him.
Nathan.
He stood in the hallway like a storm barely held back. His jaw was clenched, his shoulders rigid, his eyes sharp enough to slice through steel.
Why... why did he look like that?
Then I heard the conversation between the nurses and his raw and desperate
voice when he pulled one of the nurses close, “...I’m O-type. Where can I donate blood? How is she and the baby?”
My breath hitched.
He thought I was the one who lost all that blood? He thought... I was dying?
My wolf froze inside , stunned.
I knew how the upper-class valued their bodies, Nathan more than anyone. He never risked unnecessary injuries, never even missed a dose of vitamins. He lived like soone whose blood was made of gold.
Yet he had offered to donate it without hesitation, for ?
Before I could make sense of the tightness in my chest, the nurse guiding him suddenly slowed. I could sense her nervousness.
Then she mustered courage and said, “Alpha Nathan... The one who lost a ton of blood is a golden retriever. You don’t have to donate blood...”
Nathan ca to an abrupt stop.
“A golden retriever... A dog?”
The word echoed down the hallway.
I braced myself for his embarrassnt, maybe even anger, but his expression didn’t shift an inch. Instead, he snapped his gaze toward the nurse, his eyes blazing with Alpha intensity.
“What about Aria Darvin? How is she?”
My pulse skipped.
He didn’t care about the mistake, he only cared about .
“Ms. Darvin?” the nurse replied softly. “She just had a minor scrape. The doctors have already treated it. She probably have left the departnt.”
Nathan exhaled in a sharp, shaky, almost relieved manner.
I stood frozen for a bit, my heart thudding against my ribs.
Why did he look like that?
Why did he rush here like the world was ending?
I advanced towards him slowly.
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