AMALTHEA'S POV

"Are you okay?" I asked Augustus, and he hummed.

"Don't you think this is something I should be asking you? How are you feeling right now?" Augustus asked me.

"My wolf says I have 16 broken ribs," I said with a sheepish smile, and Augustus raised his brows at me. However, before he could say anything else, Throb came and picked me in his arms.

"What the hell do you think you are doing standing and talking like nothing is wrong then?" Throb scolded me before looking at Augustus.

"I am sorry, Lycan King, but she is hurt and you are in no position to carry her. Right...