RALPH

As I carried Keilah, her body felt fragile and light in my arms. Her breathing was shallow, and I could feel the tremors of pain coursing through her. Each step I took was fueled by a mix of fury, desperation, and an overwhelming need to protect her. The power that had surged through me only moments ago left me feeling drained, yet I was determined to get her to safety. I held her close, my heart aching at the sight of her pale, unconscious form.

As I reached the living room, I moved to lay her on the couch, but Dahlia’s voice stopped me. “Not here, Alpha,” she said,...