Bianca
As soon as Angel was sleeping deeply, wrapped in her warm blankets like a peaceful burrito, I went to the pack clinic to see her father.
Uncle Julius lay on the hospital bed, pale like an anaemic vampire. The doctor had his elbows on his thighs, his face and the atmosphere both filled with hopelessness. My legs almost failed as I felt uncle Julius’ aura. His life was hanging by a thread; he was about to join his mate in the other dimension, the Ether. He couldn’t go, not yet. His girls needed him.
“Dawn, we have to bring him back,” I told my wolf and she nodded her huge brown-red head.
“There has been no improvement. He won’t wake up,” the doctor sighed, without even looking at me.
“I want to try to help him. I am a Healer,” I told him, attracting his incredulous gaze to my
