Ava's POV
I breathed a sigh of relief as I stepped out of the car. I was finally back home, away from the sterile smell and beeping machines of the hospital. Marietta, who had been chattering nonstop since we left the hospital, grinned at me as we walked towards the pack house.
"I'm so glad you're feeling better, Ava," she said, linking her arm through mine. "You had me quite worried when Alpha told me you were sick."
I smiled, feeling a warmth in my chest. Marietta had been like a sister to me since I arrived at the pack, and I was grateful for her concern.
"Thanks, Marietta," I said, squeezing her arm. "I'm just glad to be out of there. I had initially thought I'd be spending a while there."
Marietta chuckled. "Well, you're back home now," she stated then her eyebrow raised. "And I
