No Strings Attached

It took lan a good ten seconds before he slowly cracked open his eyes. His breath was weak as he managed to croak out, "Is Clara okay?"

Ryker, who had always been a free spirit, felt his eyes moisten for a fleeting moment at the sound of lan's voice. It wasn't the joy of lan cheating death that did it, but lan's thought of Clara. Ryker knew all too well the agony Clara would endure if lan hadn't made it.

With a wry smile, he teased, "She's fine. If you had bitten the dust, she'd be marrying me in a heartbeat."

lan's lips twitched into a faint smile, his voice hoarse as he replied, "I won't give you that chance."

"Even in such a time, you're still trying to outdo me? If I hadn't found you, you'd be wolf chow by now." Ryker bent down, hefted lan off the ground, and slung him over his shoulder.

He whistled sharply down the mountain. In no time, a group of commandos were racing in their direction. They took turns carrying lan out.

There stood Clara, not too far off, gazing anxiously their way. Her voice shook with urgency as she called out, "Ryker, did you find lan?"

on Ryker's back, covered in blood. His

tight, her fists balling involuntarily. In

forced his eyes open and mustered all his strength to

words, Clara's tears flowed freely. She rushed to lan's side, her eyes blurred with tears as she gazed at his wounds. Her voice broke. "Ian, how are you? Where does it hurt? Is

touched lan's injuries. The pain in her heart was like nothing she

her cheek, his lips curving slightly as he whispered, "Clara, don't

her voice laced

with a stretcher and placed lan on it. They rushed him into the ambulance. Through it all, Clara never let go of lan's hand, even though he

forward. "Doctor, how

and wounds have been treated, but he suffered a severe head injury. There's a hematoma in his skull. It'll be

from behind, "He's not going to end up with amnesia or