CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
The scent of pine and wet earth fills my lungs as I step into the clearing, the pack’s sacred space for healing. My heart hammers in my chest, not just from the run through the forest but from the anticipation of what's to come. Today, I test my newfound abilities on Emmy, Ginna, and Jones. The responsibility weighs heavy, but it's a good weight—the kind that reminds me I'm more than just claws and teeth.
"Ready?" Ginna asks, her voice tinged with hope. She's been dealing with the loss of her mate, the sorrow a constant shadow in her hazel eyes.
"Ready." My affirmation is more for myself than her as I close the distance between us. I place my hands on her shoulders, feeling the thrum of our combined heartbeats. I focus, drawing out the pain, the grief, like venom fr
