Amelia’s POV
I woke up to the soft beeping of machines and the clean smell of herbs and medicine. My body felt heavy, especially my left arm and shoulder where Alpha Kane’s claws had cut me. But the pain was dull now, like a fading memory.
I blinked slowly and looked around. I was in the pack hospital — a calm, beautiful room with wooden walls and large windows that let in moonlight. Lucas and Luke were sitting on either side of my bed, holding my hands. Their faces looked tired and worried, but their eyes lit up the moment they saw me awake.
“Amelia,” Lucas breathed, leaning forward to kiss my forehead. “Thank the Goddess.”
Luke squeezed my hand gently, his voice thick with emotion. “You’ve been out for almost a day. We were so scared.”
I tried to sit up, but they both gently pushed
