CHAPTER 330 WHAT IF

Alpha Hudson came home early that evening, and Elora couldn’t face him. He had dismissed Adam and her for the day, and just before she left, Elora stood at the foot of Claire's bed, watching the rhythmic rise and fall of her friend's chest. Claire hadn’t stirred all day, even when she cleaned her up, and saw the purple bruise on her neck, a sharp contrast to her pale skin. Elora's fingers tightened around the bedpost, her heart heavy with worry and pain for her; she hadn’t thought of why Claire was bleeding in the first place. What came to her mind was maybe she had injured herself, or it came naturally, but the mark on her neck says otherwise. She didn’t want to jump to conclusions yet, but her mind was already made up: Alpha Hudson had done the unthinkable. The healer had reassured her that Claire was stable, that her body was healing, thanks in part to the powerful child she carried. But when she eventually woke up, there were going to be more challenges to come because she w