A convoy of black vehicles tore through the Cameron Stone Pack territory as dawn painted the sky. Tires squealed against asphalt as they came to an abrupt halt outside the pack's main medical facility.
The lead vehicle's door flew open. Elias emerged, cradling an unconscious woman against his chest. His expression was carved from granite, radiating pure menace.
The hospital administrator and medical staff waited at the entrance, having been alerted ahead of time. They moved forward immediately.
"Alpha Elias, the surgical suite is prepared. We can proceed immediately," the administrator announced with urgency.
Medical personnel approached to transfer the woman, but Elias brushed past them without acknowledgment. His long strides carried him through the hospital corridors.
A procession followed in his wake. Medical staff, security personnel, pack members. All wore matching expressions of grim concern.
