The tension in the air was suffocating as Alessa finished examining Dominic. Her hands lingered over the deep gashes, her brows furrowed in concern. She looked at me, her eyes soft but troubled, as if measuring her words before speaking. “The wounds are deep. They’re infected and not healing properly.”
“I know,” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the crackling of the small fire. The weight of her words pressed down on me like a boulder. “Is there any way to help him?”
Alessa exhaled, shaking her head slightly before nodding once, almost reluctantly. “With proper care, yes. But these kinds of injuries require real tools, medicine, and equipment. He needs a hospital.” She hesitated, her gaze flickering toward Kai and Keegan. “Or, ideally, I could treat him back at the pack where I h
