CHAPTER EIGHTY TWO - The Alchemy Of Broken Pieces

Alexander studied Elena's face, recognition dawning in his eyes. "Elena Cross. We thought you were dead." "That's what Victor wanted everyone to believe," Elena replied bitterly. Vulcan pushed through the crowd of warriors, dropping to his knees beside Lucas. "His pulse is stable, but something's not right. We need Christine and the pack healers." "They're on their way," Alexander confirmed, his hand resting protectively on Lucas's shoulder. "Have the medical team ready to transport him as soon as they arrive." "What about him?" Vulcan nodded toward Victor's unconscious form. Alexander's expression hardened. "Secure him with the silver chains. He'll face justice for his crimes." Within the hour, the sound of helicopter blades announced Christine Kane's arrival with the pack's medical team. She burst into the chamber, her usual composure fracturing at the sight of her son. "Lucas!" Christine cried out, rushing to his side. Her hands moved with practiced efficiency as she checked