{Third Person}
When Alexander woke, discomfort settled heavily into his body.
Though it wasn't sharp enough to alarm him, it was persistent enough to be impossible to ignore.
His head throbbed faintly, and a lingering weakness in his limbs did not belong to him. For a moment, he remained still, staring ahead as his mind slowly gathered itself.
Then, some of the memories returned. The scent. The loss of control. The shift.
And then, Amara.
His brows drew together slightly as he pushed himself up, the movement slower than it should have been.
He was already back in his human form, but the weakness clung to him in a way that irritated him more than the pain itself.
"I went to her side," he said, his voice low, already certain of the answer.
Jasper, who had been waiting quietly, stepped forward without hesitation. "Yes, Your Highness."
Alexander lifted his gaze to him, sharp despite everything. "And what happened?"
