Eric's POV
That afternoon, at the Shadowridge Pack hospital, I sat sideways against the wall, my gaze fixed on the clock tower two hundred meters away. The view from the suite was vast and clear.
It was almost six o’clock. The waning sunlight cast long shadows and delicate highlights across my face, though its warmth couldn’t reach the coldness in my eyes.
“Alpha Eric,” Henry closed the door and stopped by the other side of the window, reporting the current situation. “Luna Valeria has woken up. Her internal organs were spared, but... the wound on her shoulder was exceptionally deep. The doctor suggests she go through a period of recuperation.”
“Mm.” Showing no surprise, I had already anticipated this result. Then I asked, “And Meredith? How will Max deal with her?”
Meredith Cromwell,
