The clearing was quiet now, the energy of the night’s events giving way to an almost eerie stillness. Devon reluctantly agreed to return to the pack hospital after his mother, father, and Chanel all insisted. Though his strength had returned, the intensity of the shift and the mate bond’s restoration left lingering effects they didn’t want to risk ignoring.
Devon lay on the hospital bed, his broad shoulders barely fitting within the confines of the mattress. He had already argued with the pack doctor, insisting he felt fine, but one sharp look from his mother had silenced him. Chanel sat by his side, her legs crossed as she leaned slightly forward, her hand resting on his arm.
“You really didn’t have to come back here with me,” Devon said, his voice soft yet tired.
Chanel smirked. “You
