Chapter 161: "Sacred Bonds and Pack Justice"
(Grace's POV)
The soft hum of the hospital room’s monitor blended with the faint rustling of Helena repositioning herself on the bed. I sat by her side, my fingers clasped tightly around hers. Her usually warm, motherly face was now stone-cold, her lips pressed into a tight thin line.
Her violet-gold eyes—once so full of grace—now burned with disappointment as they flicked between Alexander and me.
Alexander stood near the door, trying—and miserably failing—to appear casual. His towering frame leaned stiffly against the doorframe, hands stuffed into his pockets.
He kept glancing at me, his piercing golden eyes carrying some mixture of guilt and frustration, though he said nothing. Every second of his silence made the air between us hea
