Chapter 41
Sora's POV
The battlefield isn't what I imagined.
I thought I'd seen suffering. Night shifts at the Pack hospital. Two a.m. in the ER. The hallways where I waited alone for dawn. I was driving in the ambulance when Yuki's fever hit more than 40 degrees Celsius, and I held her by myself. The afternoon I lost my pregnancy and Ian sat there saying your baby is gone.
I thought those were the edges of what I could carry.
I was wrong.
The transfer station is not the Pack hospital.
Most patients at the Pack hospital make it through on wolf self-healing. A broken arm heals in a week. A wound deep enough to see bone seals in three days. The nurses there mostly observe. Record. Prevent infection.
I did it for six years.
I thought I was a real nurse.
There's no self-healing here
