Amara POV
In the heart of the pack hospital, amidst the bustling preparations for the influx of wounded, I'm meticulously supervising the healers' arrangements. My mind is racing with the events unfolding outside, where my mate, friends, and pack are dutifully fighting for their way of life. I can't help the surge of anxiety mixed with determination bubbling inside of me as I silently urge the healers to be ready for anything. I check over every station at least twice, making sure all of the herbs and medicines are prepped and ready. I count each bottle of medication in the cabinets to make sure it doesn't run out. I make sure the surgical tools are sanitized and readily available. Goddess, I even count and stack all of the surgical garments.
"We should be out there, Amara. Our mate is f
