Elaine’s eyes fluttered. A sharp jerk in movement had the car squealing around a corner. Liam looked down.
“Elaine!” he said, desperately. He held the medication. The pill still in his hand. “Come on, Elaine, you just need to take this…please.”
Elaine barely heard the words, but she saw the little pill in his hand and understood. She opened her mouth and he dropped the pill. It took effort to simply swallow, but she did.
The effect wasn’t immediate, not nearly as strong as she’d felt it before. But it gave her enough strength to at least keep her eyes open. She coughed, though this time no blood accompanied it.
Liam pressed his forehead against her. “Thank goddess…”
“Liam…” she mumbled, closing her eyes and taking in the heat of his body cradling hers. “Didn’t think…you’d lose me so quickly…did you?”
Liam laughed shakily, tears on his cheeks. “You little…” He shook his head. “You are going to be the death of me.”
Elaine managed a faint smile. He held her a little closer.
“She awake?” Bjorn asked from the front seat.
Liam nodded. “She is.”
“Barely,” Elaine added hoarsely.
“Don’t try to talk anymore. Save your strength,” Liam scolded her though there was no heat in the words. He was just glad she was awake now. Yet her skin was still sickly pale. He wiped the blood from her chin.
Her limbs felt heavy at her sides. She wasn’t sure she could move all that much. Though slowly some strength was returning to her system. Though she doubted what the hospital could do now.
She knew she was still fading.
Maybe that masked woman didn't need to worry after all. Elaine had escaped but she still might not survive the night.
“Here,” Bjorn said, his voice cutting through her sluggish thoughts.
That felt fast…or perhaps she’d simply been unconscious for most of the ride.
The vehicle slid to a stop outside the hospital, tires screeching against asphalt. Liam was out of the car before it even came to a complete stop, carrying Elaine, and Bjorn was only a couple of steps behind him. They rushed into the ER. The lobby was mostly quiet.
Until they barged in.
The nurse behind the main counter looked up as they entered, saw the blood on Elaine and on Liam’s hands and immediately buzzed a doctor before coming around the counter.
“What happened?”
“She’s having an episode. Trouble breathing, coughing up blood, she almost…she was asleep in the car for a bit,” Liam said. He didn’t want to say that Elaine had almost died in the car ride.
He refused to say it.
Elaine looked up at him, her brow furrowed deeply. She knew what he was about to say. Though didn’t push it right now. He was right. She had almost died.
“Come with me. Quickly. We need to get her to the OR.” The nurse quickly ushered him back and Liam refused to put her down. Bjorn was a step behind them still, watching over his Alpha more than anything.
Liam jogged every other step, wishing the nurse would go faster.
Elaine’s head rolled to the side and she watched the doors of the other rooms pass by. One of them was open, and she caught sight of someone familiar inside it.
She suddenly jerked, pressing a hand against Liam’s chest.
“Wait--” she rasped.
Liam’s stride faltered, then paused entirely as Elaine managed to find the strength to force herself out of his arms. Liam went to grab her, but she wasn’t even looking at him anymore. She fell into the wall.




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