Chapter 429: Family on the Edge

Astrid's POV

The corridors leading to the infirmary felt impossibly long, the walls closing in on me with every step.

My heart pounded, a relentless drumbeat of panic and guilt, louder than my own breath, louder than the torches flickering along the stone walls.

Ryker.

My son.

The thought of him lying there, unconscious and injured, made my stomach twist violently. I should have been there. I should have protected them both.

Killian's hand was firm on the small of my back, steadying me, grounding me, but I barely felt it.

The only thing I could focus on was the door ahead, slightly ajar, spilling faint light into the dim hallway.

I hesitated for only a second before pushing it open.

The moment I saw him, my legs nearly gave out beneath me.

Ryker lay on the bed, his small body dwarfed by the sheets tucked around him.

His face was too pale, his lashes dark against his cheeks, his breathing slow and shallow.

A thick bandage was wrapped around his head, stark against his golden hair.

My vision blurred as I rushed to his side, my hands trembling as they hovered over him before finally, gently, gripping his hand.

His fingers were warm but limp in mine.

Tears burned my eyes, hot and unrelenting.

"Ryker," I whispered, my voice breaking.

He didn't stir.

I tightened my grip on his small hand, my thumb brushing over his knuckles, as if I could will him to wake up, to open those sharp, intelligent eyes and tell me he was okay.

But he didn't move.

broken sound escaped my throat, and my

to no one in particular. "I should have been there.

"Astrid."

me from behind, pulling me

warmth should have been comforting, but nothing could ease

my head,

much stress,

mention of her name, a fresh wave of pain surged through me, cutting deep, slicing through

now he's-" I sucked in a sharp breath, unable to say it

"But Ryker is still here. And he needs his mother strong. You

already breaking. That I had shattered the moment Elara's screams had echoed in my ears, the moment I had hit

But I didn't.

the lump in my throat and turned to the doctor standing at the

I wasn't.

forced myself to

eyes and a calm presence-exhaled softly before speaking. "Ryker was thrown against the wall during the attack.

grip on

reassuring, "he didn't suffer any serious injuries. The

though he will feel

knees nearly buckled

to sit on the cot beside Ryker, his hand never

the doctor added with a small

him. I needed to believe

long time, I just sat

fingers

my

as I fought to

except for the soft

fabric as Killian sat beside

his warmth, letting

far into my own

Then-

faint, barely-there movement against

My eyes snapped open.

fingers twitched in

inhaled sharply, my heart leaping into my throat.

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