Chapter 152 The Revival

Ronan's POV

My feet thudded on the smooth floor of the infirmary. The sound of my rush filled the clean room. Adams's sudden mental call pulled me from my thoughts, a rush of concern flooding me. He rarely called for me like this.

When I rushed through the double doors, a healer pointed to a small private room. I did not wait for another invite. My heart raced in my chest, each beat feeling like a drum of fear. Was something wrong with the Luna Queen?

The room was small and not very bright, filled with the smell of disinfectant and plants. Adams sat on a stool, sitting up straight, his sharp face showing worry. He looked up when I came closer, his amber eyes looking right at me.

“Ronan,” he said, his voice deep. “I am glad you made it.”

“Your Highness,” I said, my voice shaky with fear. “What’s the matter? Is Lilith okay?”

He frowned a little but then relaxed. “Lilith is okay, Ronan. At least physically. It's… something different.” He paused with a hint of something in his eyes that I