The medical building was chaos.
I'd been working alongside Dr. Sarah for six hours straight, my hands stained with blood, my body screaming for rest. But every time I thought about stopping, I'd see another wounded wolf, another pair of eyes filled with pain, and I'd push through.
"Willow." Dr. Sarah's hand on my shoulder, gentle but firm. "You need to take a break. You're swaying on your feet."
"I'm fine-"
"You're not fine. You're exhausted, and if you collapse, you're no good to anyone." She steered me toward a chair. "Sit. Drink this." She pressed a bottle of water into my hands. "Five minutes. That's all I'm asking."
I sank into the chair, my legs trembling with relief. Around me, the medical building hummed with activity. Riley was helping bandage wounds, her movements careful de
