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I roll her onto her back, finding her eyes open. “Luna?”
No response.
I snap my fingers in her face before shaking her again. “Luna? What’s wrong?”
Her chest rises and falls, so I know she’s breathing, but she’s completely unresponsive.
What the hell am I supposed to do?
Do I call the doctor?
Drive her to the nearest hospital?
I thread my hands through my hair, yanking on the strands as I attempt to remain calm.
Picking up her phone off the floor, I decide I should call one of the widows. They’ll know what to do.
I hold the phone in front of Luna’s face until it unlocks. I click on the phone icon, finding Lark’s name as one of the most recent dialed, so I press the call button.
“Hey, Luna. Did you have time to look over any of the surveillance?”
“Lark, this is Prescott. I’m sorry to bother you, but I just got to Luna’s, and she’s completely unresponsive. I don’t know what to do.”
“What do you mean she’s unresponsive?”Lark’s voice rises.“I need more information, Prescott.”
I clear my throat. “Right. Her eyes are open, and she’s breathing. But she’s not responding. I snapped my fingers in her face, and she didn’t even blink. I tried shaking her and yelling her name, but nothing worked. Her eyes are unfocused, and I don’t know what to do.”
“Fuck. Okay. I’m in New York. I’ll be on a plane as soon as I can have it ready. As soon as we hang up, I’m going to call Silva. She and Syrus will handle it. They’ll get the doctor and whatever else she needs.”She pauses.“I’ll let all the widows know. Maybe you can call Knight and let him know?”
I nod before remembering she can’t see me. “Should I? I should, shouldn’t I? I’m sorry. I’m usually really good under pressure, but I can’t seem to get my head screwed on straight. I’m freaking the fuck out.”
“That’s understandable. If I had to guess, you’ll probably have a very full house shortly. It’s okay to freak out, but I need you to do a few things for me, okay?”
“Yeah, whatever you need.”
“That’s good. First, as soon as we get off the phone, call your omega. He should know what’s going on, and it’ll help you to have him there. It might also help Luna. After you call him, I want you to unlock the front door and wait for the others to arrive. Can you do that for me?”
I nod again. “I can. Call Knight and unlock the door.”
She sighs.“Okay. That’s good, Prescott. I want you to keep Luna’s phone with you in case any of us need to reach you, okay?”
“Okay. I can do that.”
“Good. Okay, I’m going to hang up now and call Silva. Remember what I asked you to do?”
“Yup. I’ve got it. Thank you, Lark.” I swallow as the call ends.
I tuck the phone into my pocket and pull out my own, dialing Knight’s number.
“Well, if it isn’t my favorite beta. Good morning, Prescott.”
“Something’s wrong with Luna,” I blurt, internally cursing myself.
There’s a moment of silence. “What do you mean something is wrong with Luna? Wait. Let me put you on speakerphone so we can all hear what’s going on.”
Once he confirms I’m on speakerphone, I quickly explain the situation—how I found Luna and my phone call to Lark.
“We’re on our way, Prescott.” Ven’s voice is tight. “We’ll be there in ten minutes.”
