#Chapter 56: Leave Her Side

Eric I shoved my way through the crowd, my heart pounding in my ears at a hummingbird’s pace. Rowena’s voice had called to me, as soft as a summer breeze. “Eric…” When I had heard it at first, dressing in the locker room after training, I had thought that it was just my imagination; but a moment later, I had felt my wolf bristling in the back of my mind. “She’s hurt,” he had said. “Our mate is hurt. We have to go to her.” I hadn’t waited so much as a moment. Within seconds, I was sprinting out the door, calling out for Rowena. I didn’t care who heard me, or whether people gave me strange looks as I bolted down the camp hallways. I only cared about Rowena. Now, as I reached the front of the crowd that had gathered in a circle at the bottom of the stairs, I felt my heart blench. I saw Rowena’s small form crumpled on the floor, the head combat manager kneeling beside her. Blood matted her dark hair, and for a gut-wrenching moment, I thought she might be dead. But s