Moonspear heavy-weight

The journey back to safety was painfully long both literally and figuratively. She had kept up her promise to herself to get her protector back home safe, no matter how much it took out of the healer. The empath's own wound was throbbing and slowly oozing blood, and by the time they made it to the bottom of the mountain, she almost passed out as the weight of the much larger wolf left her. The only thing keeping her aware was her worry for him. He looked rough and had collapsed to the ground. She moved to his side watching over him as worry and guilt continued to torment her thoughts. She called for her alphas before falling silent, watching his injured form as if something was going to come out of the trees and drag him back to the awful place with the awful blackfeather woman. But they were safe here--for now. She was likely to be tossed out on her ass after they heard what happened.