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.

escaped my

in particular. "I should have been there. I

"Astrid."

wrapped around me from behind,

comforting, but nothing could

chin pressed against the top of my head, his hold firm but

take care of yourself too," he murmured. "Too much stress,

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

Killian. And now he's-" I sucked in a

grip tightened. "But Ryker is still here. And he needs

had shattered the moment Elara's screams had

But I didn't.

turned to the doctor standing at

I wasn't.

myself to ask anyway. "What

softly before speaking. "Ryker was thrown against the wall during the attack. He hit his head hard enough

on his

doctor continued, his tone firm, reassuring, "he didn't suffer any serious injuries. The

wake soon, though he will feel weak for

knees nearly buckled with

the cot

doctor added with a small

believe him. I needed

long time, I just

fingers

my

covering mouth as I fought to steady my

quiet except for the soft crackling of the torches

Killian

his warmth, letting his presence

too far into

Then-

movement

My eyes snapped open.

fingers twitched in

my heart

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