Chapter 93. A Wolf in Brother’s Clothing

Nathan's POV

My senses claw their way back to me, the coppery taste of blood a stark reminder of my forced slumber. A dull throbbing behind my eyes pulses in time with my heartbeat. My limbs protest with stiffness as I attempt to move, a groan slipping past my lips, unbidden. The scent of jasmine and wilderness invades my nostrils; it's unfamiliar yet comforting- a stark contrast to the harsh sterility of my own quarters.

I peel my eyelids open, squinting against the soft golden light that bathes the room. It's her room. Ally's. How did I-

"Elliot?" Her voice, a melodic whisper laced with confusion, cuts through the fog in my mind.

The sight of her stirs something primal within me. Dawn's essence seems to reach out, connecting with Lucas, who stirs restlessly beneath my skin. She's there, sitting like a vision of defiance at the edge of her bed, her eyes wide pools of liquid amber, searching, always searching. But not f