Gregory's POV

I don't remember the last time I ran this fast.

My wolf was on edge, pacing inside me like a caged animal as I carried Stephanie in my arms, her body limp against mine.

Her breathing was shallow, her fur matted with sweat, and her shift back to human form had left her completely drained.

My heart thudded violently in my chest as I reached the pack house, yelling for help before my feet even hit the front steps.

The physicians were already rushing out, alerted by our link.

“She passed out during a shift?” one of them asked, already pulling out instruments, gauging her pulse as I...