Chapter 27

Draven's POV During the ride, I noticed that Caroline was incredibly tense and worried. Whatever had happened, it had completely changed my assistant's demeanor. When we arrived, she practically leaped out of the car and took off running. Alaric urged me to follow her, a strange protective instinct I hadn't felt in years. I was right behind her as she turned to look at me questioningly, her green eyes filled with concern. "I'll go with you," I said firmly. "I don't know what the emergency is, but you might need help." She didn't speak, just nodded gratefully. When we entered her apartment, a woman hurried to greet us, worry etched across her features. "Caroline, I'm so glad you're here. I was about to call you," the woman said anxiously. "Where is he, Mabel?" Caroline asked. "He's in the bedroom, and his fever's gotten worse. I was just getting him some water," the woman replied while I wondered who the hell "he" was. My wolf was suddenly alert, sensing something important. Caroline ru