Elena
As I sat beside Alpha Damien's bed, holding his hand and watching him sleep, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. I was relieved that he was alive, but worried about the extent of his injuries. I was also angry at myself for not being able to protect him, for not being strong enough to defeat Luna Sandra.
But as I looked at him, I knew that I couldn't give up. I had to be strong, for him, for the pack, and for myself. I had to help him recover, and then we had to come up with a plan to take down Luna Sandra once and for all.
Just then, Scott and Elijah walked into the room, looking concerned. "How is he?" Scott asked, nodding towards Alpha Damien.
I shook my head. "He's still recovering. Marcus said he was badly injured during the fight."
Elijah's expression turned grim.
