Chapter 57: Warmth
(Cassandra's POV)
The bitter scent of moonpool water burned on my skin as I stood rigid, watching the healers do their work. The sacred clearing was still, filled only with murmurs of packs trying to make sense of what just happened.
My wolf clawed within me, furious and unsettled. Aurora's growl rippled through my veins as the pack healers pressed their glowing hands against Emma’s limp body.
“She’s breathing,” one of them muttered. His voice was tight with focus. “But the moonpool’s magic has left serious burns. It’s still draining her wolf.”
I said nothing. My gaze stayed locked on her pale form, on the trembling rise and fall of her chest. It wasn’t enough. The damage wasn’t just physical.
“Emma,” I forced the word out. My voice came colder than I intende
