I regained my body, my mind, everything. I howled "Y-you killed her!!ALPHA!!" I ran over there, already pulling on my glasses. "S-she's breathing!" I muttered. "S-she lost a lot of blood!!" I pulled out a needle and stitching thread. Alpha's breathing was becoming softer, softer, and not as strong as it should be. Then...it stopped.
She stopped breathing. "ALPHA!" every Werewolf cried out. One Werewolf announced "She... gone."
I wasn't gone... well... not fully. I opened my eyes.
She opened her eyes. Everyone screamed and jumped back. Alpha looked around, the shadows of her skin turning back into skin. She coughed out blood, and groaned "I'm not dead, but Princess is... I think..." Alpha looked around, tears filling her eyes. She looked at the SAMBers, and stared at the ground. "I-I...I," Alpha stammered, unable to explain herself. That when she broke down. I never seen Alpha cry like that, like a pup.