I didn’t see any wounds on her that could warrant treatment by our pack doctor. Ariella takes her job seriously, she has a passion for others, and choosing to study medicine has helped her a lot. I didn't think she could do it. She would come home crying about her patients when she first started, and she still does. She can’t help but be compassionate.
I don’t hear anything else said throughout dinner, and when I finally leave the table, Ariella follows me out. “Honey,” she tugs at my shirt. “She’s causing commotion,” she finishes for me. “Could you please check on her?” She pouts, “I did when she woke up, and she wasn’t interested, she seems taken with Beta Ronan’s death.”
“Ignore her,” I sigh. “Tell everyone near her to get ear mufflers or something.”
“Alright,” she nods. “Do you want
