Entrance

Michael's POV

I stood at the entrance of the pack-house, looking out to see if they were already coming. Mills and Ciara had gone to the fetch the healers themselves but why were they taking so long to arrive or was I the one so impatient? This was all my fault, I should have paid more attention to Alexia herself. She was now our responsibility and yet we still failed to fulfil it in a right way.

When I saw that there was no sign of them anywhere, I ran back to the room where Alexia was. She was still laying there, not opening her eyes. I ran my fingers through my hair and ran out of the room again to check if they were on their way but then, I collided with someone making my stagger back.

"Are you blind?" I shouted angrily and looked up to see Mills, Ciara and three healers behind them.

"Calm down Michael, what's wrong with you?" Mills held me.

"Please come in healers, she had lost her consciousness... You need to treat her as fast as you can." I pulled the elde