Chapter 190 Manuel

• Seeing my cousin lying bleeding on the floor knowing he had got hurt, coming to help us, and ultimately being there saving my mate was crushing my heart. He was one in a million, there was no denying that. He was like a brother more than a cousin. The guilt and love for him right now was overwhelming.
• Hearing the officers from the Werewolf Council saying he had three or four large lacerations to his side which were still bleeding heavily terrified me. We deal with injuries frequently with being warriors, so we know first aid, we know about wounds and how serious they can be. This wasn't sounding good. I know that. I am scared for him. Scared I could lose my cousin, and my closest friend. I am terrified. All because of that sick fucker of an Alpha. I hope the Werewolf Council are going to truly make him and his cronies pay for all their sick games. He was clearly wrong in the head. He had hurt my cousin and I want to make sure he paid.
• The Werewolf Council had arranged a helicopter along with a Dr from a nearby pack which had a large hospital, because they wanted him to be in a pack hospital that had knowledge of shifters and knew how best to treat them. The hospital here was too small and they did not trust the pack members as yet, while investigations were still ongoing. I was just glad he was going to a proper hospital, and one that we were more likely to be able to trust. Because right now I do not trust anyone in this forsaken pack.