The Regretful Alpha 15.2

One thing Usher noticed in the brief moment between unconsciousness and consciousness was the gentle grip that held his fingers. With it came the soft exhalation of someone whose scent was all too familiar, Vione's scent.

"Usher? Are you awake?"

A word spun through Usher's mind. Then came the questions that accompanied it. Awake? Have I fainted?

Because the last thing Usher remembered was being sucked back into the time portal. After that, everything was dark, and fainting seemed like the most plausible thing that could have happened to him. Then another question came up. What time am I in?

That was the most important thing right now. Especially since Usher was sure that it was Vione who had discovered his existence after he had left the time portal.

"Usher, can you hear me? Are you—"

Usher groaned and felt the vibrations spreading through his chest. His eyelids felt incredibly heavy, as if they wouldn't allow him to fully wake up. But he didn't give up and kept trying.

Vione's face w