Third Person P.O.V
The air in the pack’s healing room turned tight the moment they got Elena inside. The healer got to work quickly, already leaning over her, checking her breathing and her pulse. Her skin looked grey, and her lips were losing color. She looked like she was slipping away with every second.
Maribelle stood close, her hands shaking. Aaron stayed on the other side of the bed, trying to keep his expression steady, but he kept glancing at her face as if it would disappear if he looked away.
Outside the room, Alpha Marcus and Luna May were arguing with each other, but they kept raising their voices loud enough for everyone to hear. Marcus stood firmly behind Aaron’s decision to not bring Elena back here. She was human and should have been treated in a human hospital.
