Chapter 162: Dead or Alive

Alpha Theron’s POV

Astrid turned heavy as a log as her consciousness fully slipped away. Her face looked peaceful, her eyes were closed, and her arms were hanging to her sides as I held her up.

I carefully eased Astrid back to her bed, my heart pounding in my chest. I couldn’t erase the memory of how scary she looked out of my mind.

No matter how much I stared at her now innocent and relaxed face, I couldn’t forget the savage look that she had earlier.

The way she gazed at me, she badly wanted to kill me just to shed blood.

Doctor Smith would be here any moment. I hope he will have an explanation for this, and most importantly, I hope there will be a cure for Astrid’s condition.

Doctor Smith just arrived on time, right after I tucked Astrid back into her bed.

He is on full alert, ready to do his job. My son, Andros, followed soon after watching as Doctor Smith ran his tests on my daughter.

“Andros, it’s best for you to wait outside,” I called his attention, making his con