HUNTER'S POV
The night was silent, only interrupted by the gentle rustling of leaves and the echo of hurried footsteps in the forest. I carried the sleeping Fierce in my arms, her fragile body contrasting with the ferocity she had shown in the battle against the Brown Bear. I knew we couldn't delay in getting help, and my instincts guided me to the omega den.
Finally, I reached the den that now housed not only the omegas but also Fierce. Cierce, one of the omegas, was at the entrance. Her eyes showed concern as she saw me carrying Fierce.
“Cierce,” I called, my voice filled with urgency. “I need your help to take care of Fierce.”
Cierce frowned, clearly disturbed by the sight of Fierce wounded. “What happened? How did she get hurt?”
I felt the gravity of the situation and decided to t
