Chapter 163: "Sacred Grounds and Hidden Pain"
(Grace's POV)
The hospital’s fluorescent lights flickered overhead, casting a pale glow that only seemed to emphasize the hollowness eating at me from within. My steps felt heavy as I pushed through the halls to Helena’s room. The events from Pack Security earlier still lingered in my mind. Every spoken word and every exchanged glance with Alexander replayed relentlessly, leaving an ache in my chest.
Helena was resting when I walked in, her silver-streaked hair neatly arranged, hands folded over the soft blanket. Her eyes opened as soon as she sensed my presence, sharper than I expected for someone in her state.
“You’re back,” she said, her tone steady but carrying a weight I couldn’t decipher.
I managed a small smile, walking to her
