Chapter 87

Maeve’s POV

“Draven!” I shouted as he crashed to the cold, damp floor. Instantly, the hall erupted into chaos.

Everyone surged forward. I reached him first—his body was ice-cold. Tyler, Galen, Marcello, and Dorian appeared in a flash, lifting him into their arms and rushing him from the hall. I followed, hurrying them to Draven’s private chamber.

They laid him gently on the bed. I turned to Galen, voice trembling. “Summon the Pack’s healer.”

“He’s already mind-linked,” Galen said, touching his temple.

Marcello spoke before I could. “Seraphine’s on her way, too.”

The door burst open. Dr. Maggie and her assistants hurried in. “What happened?” she demanded, kneeling beside