Chapter 3: Broken
**Lily**
The pack doctor's office smelled like antiseptic and something herbal I couldn't identify. Dr. Sarah Chen had kind eyes behind wire-rimmed glasses, but I still flinched when she reached toward me, even though her movements were slow and deliberate.
"It's alright, sweetheart," she said softly. "I'm just going to examine you. Luna Grace will stay right here if that makes you more comfortable."
I glanced at Grace, who sat in a chair near the door, her expression a careful mask of calm. But I could see the tension in her shoulders, the way her hands gripped the armrests. Marcus's mother. The Luna of Silvercrest Pack.
I nodded at Dr. Chen, not trusting my voice.
The examination was gentle but thorough. Every touch made me want to recoil, not because it hurt—well
