LUCIEN POV
I pressed my hands against Marcus's chest as his life slipped away, putting every bit of healing energy I had into his wounds.
"Stay with me," I whispered desperately. "Come on, Marcus. Your kids need you."
His eyes fluttered open for a moment, and I felt the relief wash over me. That was the fifteenth pack member I'd saved in the last hour. But I could feel my own power fading with each healing.
Around me, the battlefield was chaos. After we'd escaped Elder Malin's trap, the Shadow Lords had started a full attack on our territory. Pack members were spread everywhere, some fighting, others bleeding out on the ground.
"Lucien!" Mira's voice was terrified. "Over here! Sarah's not breathing!"
I stumbled toward her, my legs shaky from tiredness. Sarah, one of our pack moms, was lying unconscious with claw marks across her throat. Deep ones.
"I don't know if I can—" I started to say.
"You have to try," Mira begged. "She has three little ones at home."
