Mate

King Vance's POV

The scent of bleach and sterile alcohol hit my heightened Lycan senses as I burst through the double doors of my royal hospital. I carried the frail, battered body of my newly found mate against my chest. Every muscle in my body remained coiled tight from the urgent dash from the Cold Stream Clan. My sister, Chloe, already paced the pristine corridor, her head snapping up at my a