Louise "Louise." Naomi’s voice brings me back to the present. She’s still holding my hand, tears shimmering in her eyes. "I know I have no right to ask anything of you. But as a mother… I’m begging you." She pauses, taking a shaky breath. "When he wakes up, stay with him. Look after him. I know it’s a lot to ask, and I know you don’t owe him anything, but I’m terrified he’ll try something like this again if he’s alone." "Naomi," Zane frowns, stepping forward. Naomi ignores him. "You’re the only person who makes Charlie a better man, Louise. I want you to move into our pack house." My eyes go wide. "What?" "Not right now," she says quickly, a bittersweet smile on her face. "I know things are complicated. Just… consider it. Give him a chance. You’ve always loved him, haven't you?" "But

