Without thinking, Lena rushed forward, ignoring the wobble in her legs. Thud! Rhys’ fist landed on Theon again. A deep groan escaped Theon as he stumbled backward and hit the floor. “Ahh!” one of the nurses screamed from the side. “What are you doing? This is a hospital!”

Lena’s heart skipped. “Theon!” She dropped beside him. “Lena!” Rhys thundered. The anger in his voice made her turn. For a moment, Lena froze. Rhys looked nothing like himself, and his usually neat appearance was gone. His eyes were bloodshot and wild, his chest rising heavily as if he could barely control his breathing. “Mmh…” Theon let out another strained groan, one...